"I wonder how your brother's doing?"
Those words stung, more than I would've liked to admit.
"How was your day?"
They always cared more about him than they did me.
"Don't interup your brother!"
Even though I was born first.
"Why can't you be more like him?
Everyone around me loved my brother more than me.
Despite all my attempts to be amazing
he always out shone me in every way despite being older than him.
But our parents always used that as an excuse to blame me for the disruptions.
These are the things I hate hearing the most...
The comparisons to my brother.