I got upset with my older sister last week because she said “I wish I had a girly sister. I wish you were more like ___’s sister.” to my face.
I’m NOT boring because I don’t like clothes shopping, makeup and talking about how I hate my body.
I have never once wished that I had a different sister. She may have her flaws, but we all do. She may drive me crazy at times, but that’s what family does. I would never want to change her, so why does she want to change me?
I think I’m developing a glasses fetish….
This is exactly how I feel when the people I have been avoiding so carefully in the street see me.