Posted by: ecrivain | February 9, 2008

Thanks, But No Thanks

Things with Sister 2 have been strained lately.

(What else is new, right?)

I discussed this with TF last night when she called me up and asked if I felt like grabbing some Japanese (food, just to be clear). I told her about how, Sister 2 is easily the laziest, most selfish, and most self-centred person out of all of my siblings. (And with four of us, that’s quite a few people.)

I know that sounds mean, but it’s the truth.

I like to call a spade a spade, you know?

On some level, I know other people will listen to me say that and just assume I’m jealous because she’s the younger sister and she’s “more ahead” of me in terms of being in a long-term relationship, about to purchase her first home, and potentially get married.

But you know what?

In a way, I’m glad she’s moving out with her boyfriend (even though both his parents and my parents are pretty pissed off that they went off and got this house without really discussing it with either set of parents) ’cause after she moves out, the only person who’ll have to deal with her wicked, ongoing PMS is him.

(And on some level, I feel sorry for him…but I guess that’s sort of a lie, ’cause having had to deal with it for 26 years, I think it’s about time that someone else have to deal with it.)

I just don’t get moodiness.

I hate people who have attitude problems.

With Sister 2, it’s like this negative wave of energy that ebbs out of her body and poisons the whole room. You’re not supposed to look at her, speak to her, or even breathe near her.

My best friend, JT, doesn’t quite get it when I tell her that I don’t really feel jealous of friends or family being in relationships when I’m not in one myself.

When I told her quite simply, “Well, I wouldn’t really trade places with any of them — they’re with people that they love, but the people they love aren’t people I would ever be in love with…so what’s there to be jealous of?”

“Yeah, but wouldn’t you be examining your own life and wondering about the place you’re in?” she asked.

No, not really.

I’d still rather be where I am now than swap places with anybody else.


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