Sisters: Polar Opposites

When I entered this world, I came into a family with two older sister, one who was 15 at the time of my birth and one who was twenty-three. Both were the light of my world regardless of our age differences, they did everything with me and made my world go round. As I grew older, I would have sleepovers at their homes, we would stay up late and watch movies, most of the time I fell asleep early, but we still all had a blast. We were sisters.

After my oldest sister got married, for a second time and finally settled down and had her first child, she would allow me to look after her, it was the time of my life watching my toddler niece grow up. Then my oldest sister and her current husband decided to move to the opposite side of town and hire a nanny, taking me out of the job as their babysitter. Although, I am close, well was with my niece, my nephew and I never bonded.

However, when I look at things, it was almost as if there were other reasons my sister did not want me watching her kids, perhaps related to my mental illnesses and so forth. After my sister sent me that e-mail bashing me in regards to my mental health and physical, forever our relationship would change and never be the same.

Then I have my middle sister, who too when through a bashing by our oldest sister, details I will keep private as they are not my details to share. Yet, for our oldest sister to go on a rampage out of the blue and attack both her younger sisters  and so far any attempt on our behalf to improve things has lead nowhere. So it is sad to know that one day when my parents are not here, my family will be going its’ own way all because of one person’s actions.

I refuse to be bitter or naive over a situation I did not create, my oldest sister has only herself to blame.  Then I have my middle older sister, who has always been there for me, we can fighting and make-up in a moment’s notice.

She has always been there for me regardless how busy or stressed she might be.



Author: Katiejane

I am 28 years old, from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. I was adopted at the age of two due to being born premature with a brain condition unknown as Hydrocephalus. Today, I continue to battle both physical and mental health issues, but in my spare time I blog about my journey in life for others to read. All you can do is take life one day at a time. Nothing more, nothing less.

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