Day 18, RANT 2.0
It's that time again, we all know so well. When the hate or anger towards something gets so big inside you feel like you are gonna burst; that's me right now so I thought another rant was in need (at least for me).
This is kinda a two part entry today, one part about being the youngest child and second part on appearances.
What most people think with the youngest child is they are spoiled by their parents. Sad news for those that believed something that is untrue.
I am the youngest out of three. My big sister was the rebellious one, always fighting againt our mum. At one point she had her pinned to the ground, screaming in her face. There was also an incident with a chopping board.
My second sister was the smart one. Always got a's in class. She was also a good drawer and my mum would always show off her drawings to guests as well as getting great praises.
Then there's me, the youngest. My mum says I was unplanned for, but I feel more like a mistake. I'm not rebellious, (mostly cause I'm scared of my mum), nor smart and whenever I draw something I get just 'good' while my sister get amazing or fantastic.
So no, the youngest child doesn't get spoiled by their parents instead for me at least i get ignored.
Because of all yhat my self confidence isn't the best, never has been. The one thing I'd like is those of blood notice when something is different without me having to say anything.
As of late I have change part of my hair, the ends are now blonde. My mum was there when I got it done, I told my dad and my middle sister noticed when she saw me. (BTW my oldest sister doesn't live at home anymore)
When we had people over, grandparents and family friends, they didn't notice me but they sure as hell noticed my sister with her grass looking hair. I start to think whether or not what I've done or ever done really that noticeable sinceI'm the youngest child.
Til next time :(
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