My role in my family isn't obvious at first glance because I'm not the best at it. Because of my siblings' life choices my mom believes they've acomplished nothing and are on the wrong track. So I'm supposed to be the trophy child, someone that my mom can proudly say she raised. I have nothing against my siblings infact I look up to my older brother but my mom thinks thats a bad idea. Mom holds me to higher standards than she did my siblings because I'm the last egg in the nest.
And in the final years of my stay in her household it's a question of wether I crack or hatch under the circumstances. These circumstances include my enrollment into Episcopal a college prep school, in order to prepare me for college unlike my siblings. I'm expected to make A's and B's despite my obvious limitations. If her expectations aren't upheld she gets unreasonably angry in my opion. I have no interest in being the best of my siblings, I just hope I'll still be able to enjoy my childhood.
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