Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Agreed with the 9:26. Your status as the golden child seems to have blinded you to how much it hurt your siblings, and from your post it seems like even now you can only see everything from your own point of view rather than putting yourself into your sibling’s shoes.
Let’s take the clothes, for instance. With five kids and one who is medically fragile, there probably wasn’t tons of extra money to go around. As both the golden child and the oldest, you probably got the most spent on your clothing, and to some extent your sisters probably had to rely on your hand-me-downs. By refusing to share anything with them, you were implicitly sending the message that you were more deservingly of clothes than they were.
Op here.
We all had plenty of clothes. This lament goes back to their high school and my college days. I was a nerdy dorky kid and only wore t shirts and jeans. Those two were the hot popular girls. They had more clothes than I did. But the few shirts I had I didn’t want to share. I feel bad about it now. I didn’t realize my non stylish clothes meant so much to them.
Okay, OP. Clearly you’re the victim here and everyone else is to blame.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Agreed with the 9:26. Your status as the golden child seems to have blinded you to how much it hurt your siblings, and from your post it seems like even now you can only see everything from your own point of view rather than putting yourself into your sibling’s shoes.
Let’s take the clothes, for instance. With five kids and one who is medically fragile, there probably wasn’t tons of extra money to go around. As both the golden child and the oldest, you probably got the most spent on your clothing, and to some extent your sisters probably had to rely on your hand-me-downs. By refusing to share anything with them, you were implicitly sending the message that you were more deservingly of clothes than they were.
Op here.
We all had plenty of clothes. This lament goes back to their high school and my college days. I was a nerdy dorky kid and only wore t shirts and jeans. Those two were the hot popular girls. They had more clothes than I did. But the few shirts I had I didn’t want to share. I feel bad about it now. I didn’t realize my non stylish clothes meant so much to them.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:"I shared absolutely everything with them! Everything!!! Well, except for my clothes, of course, because I didn't want to"
Look, OP, your parents probably did you a disservice by making clear that you were their favorite. You benefitted from that every day of your life, while your sisters' resentment grew. That's all very natural. But it's noteworthy that you didn't notice the negative pattern until it started affecting you negatively.
I agree with pp. Go talk to a counselor, make sure you're being your best self, and get advice about whether or not to try to reconnect with your sisters.
+1
It is hard to hav sympathy even though you want to latch onto "but I was a preemie!". That may fly with your parents, but not anyone else. You need to work on yourself. You can't undo what you did to your siblings in the past, they hurt too, and their feelings matter just as much.
NP here, but the OP didn't do anything to her siblings - their parents did. I think the first step is to recognize who really is to blame here. the sisters are getting angry at the wrong person. They should be resenting their parents for not parenting in a healthy way.
Someone downthread mentioned that they were just kids - but so was OP. She was just a kid too.
Anonymous wrote:Agreed with the 9:26. Your status as the golden child seems to have blinded you to how much it hurt your siblings, and from your post it seems like even now you can only see everything from your own point of view rather than putting yourself into your sibling’s shoes.
Let’s take the clothes, for instance. With five kids and one who is medically fragile, there probably wasn’t tons of extra money to go around. As both the golden child and the oldest, you probably got the most spent on your clothing, and to some extent your sisters probably had to rely on your hand-me-downs. By refusing to share anything with them, you were implicitly sending the message that you were more deservingly of clothes than they were.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:"I shared absolutely everything with them! Everything!!! Well, except for my clothes, of course, because I didn't want to"
Look, OP, your parents probably did you a disservice by making clear that you were their favorite. You benefitted from that every day of your life, while your sisters' resentment grew. That's all very natural. But it's noteworthy that you didn't notice the negative pattern until it started affecting you negatively.
I agree with pp. Go talk to a counselor, make sure you're being your best self, and get advice about whether or not to try to reconnect with your sisters.
+1
It is hard to hav sympathy even though you want to latch onto "but I was a preemie!". That may fly with your parents, but not anyone else. You need to work on yourself. You can't undo what you did to your siblings in the past, they hurt too, and their feelings matter just as much.
Anonymous wrote:"I shared absolutely everything with them! Everything!!! Well, except for my clothes, of course, because I didn't want to"
Look, OP, your parents probably did you a disservice by making clear that you were their favorite. You benefitted from that every day of your life, while your sisters' resentment grew. That's all very natural. But it's noteworthy that you didn't notice the negative pattern until it started affecting you negatively.
I agree with pp. Go talk to a counselor, make sure you're being your best self, and get advice about whether or not to try to reconnect with your sisters.
Anonymous wrote:I grew up in what I thought was a living close knit family of 5 sisters. I was the oldest and a preemie who barely survived. As such I was a sickly child and my parents doted on me and worked hard to ensure I was, safe, happy and confortable. The rest of my siblings all had normal births and were happy and thriving. Due to being a preemie, I looked different from other children my age. I was small and super skinny and would have regular stomach issues, bouts or flu and asthma. I was picked on at school and was extremely shy. As such, I spent a lot of time with my parents who I felt loved and valued me.
I think because of my circumstances I accidentally took too much attention away from my other siblings. I’d say my parents loved us all very much but I have always been the favorite. I know my mother would always save the last piece or cake or fruit for me and my father would always say I was his special best friend. The rest of my siblings were also doted on and given a lot of love and attention but mine was just a smidge more. I guess due to my early illness I leaned into my parents and built my relationship with them while the rest of my siblings like normal teens found companionship and acceptance outsidebthe home.
Even despite this my sisters and I were very close up until our thirties. I have wonderful warm memories of each of us spending a lot of time together and being the best of friends. Suddenly as we grew into adults I realized the other sisters, especially the two right behind me, got closer and closer. They became best friends and together decided out of the blue that I was “selfish.” I was shocked as I really do not remember being selfish with anything. As far as I knew my sisters were my best friends and I shared everything with them ( secrets, hopes, dreams, aspirations, seeking advice etc). The example they gave me is that I didn’t like sharing my clothes with them. Which, ok yes I did not. They never asked nicely or would sneakily steal my clothes and then throw them on the floor!
But it also became apparent to me that they all resent me for being “the favorite” and have bad feelings about me.
The one 4 years younger than me has cut me off. She says I have hurt her by being selfish and crazy my whole life. When I ask for examples she doesn’t give very many instances that seem particularly aggregious.
I have said I’m sorry and that I miss her. But nope. The rest of the sisters have all taken her side.
I am devastated. I feel like I can’t fundtion without my tribe.
How can I make peace and move on? It is her decision to remove me from her life and I don’t want to be selfish by pushing myself in it.