I would say I’m glad I was a only child, Don’t have to deal with all that brotherhood stuff that I consider “ unnecessary “. Would have been cool if he/ she would have been able to understand me tho.
That’s the beauty of being an older sibling. Your younger siblings will understand you because they’re growing up at the same time, so you can teach them everything you know and create a better version of yourself. Mine was my younger brother. He was way better than me because I taught him everything I knew and he had more time to adapt it to his own will. He went from super shy with barely two friends, to super popular dude who ran the school.
I was his super cool and nerdy sister who was popular in school, but had most of my impressive credentials in extra curricular activities, so he thought I was cooler than him because he knew I was even more popular in the real world and still didn’t care either way, but the people not in my clubs could only see that I knew most of the people in all of the six schools, attended parties, and still got good grades. They also knew I was rarely in school, but they didn’t necessarily know why. Anyway, I was able to keep him from noticing that he was cooler than me by using my manipulation techniques to show him I had a special skill that he didn’t. I only taught him the concept behind why the way I manipulate people works, but never taught him how because I didn’t want him to be evil like me.
That’s why he was better than me. He had all of the cool, wise and sought after character traits that I had, and the mindset, but without the evil will or the hatred for people that I had. But then he died! Now I feel alone in the world and I need a dude to fill the position. No matter where I was in the world, I knew I had someone there that I could count on and was cool enough to be proud of and proud to introduce to my friends and boyfriends, so I always felt complete and safe because he would do anything for me and to keep me safe. Now I’m alone and he can never help me again. He can’t save me or tell me I’ll be okay, and he can’t laugh with me about the old days when we were inseparable.
He can’t approve any of the guys I choose so I’ll never know if I’m making the right decision. I think I rather be an only child than have to live through such a loss. My parents didn’t love us and our other siblings were crazy, so we only had each other. We even shared the same group of friends in elementary school, after school. I got them to agree to kick him out of our group because he broke the rules by helping teachers, but I made them take him back if he shared the candy he was going to get with us. I miss him a lot and I’m so mad that he had to be the one that died.
Honestly, when I heard he died, I thought it was impossible and it must be a joke or my other brother. Then I wished it was my other brother and then like a year or less later, my other brother almost dies. I didn’t think much about it, but it’s pretty crazy. I miss my brother so much man :(