Being with my sibs is….interesting. We are cut from the same cloth and share the same memories mostly but we are SUCH different people. I love them, they’re strangers, and part of who I am. And they can drive me up the wall!!! I hear all these shared memories and then also hear the competition, neediness, wanting to get the most (fill in the blank) attention,, love respect, love. As the eldest I am in the crosshairs to be taken down. I feel appreciated and also resented. Listening to their stories of high school in Hanover , I’m a stranger, I wasn’t there I was off in Chicago I wasn’t part of their gang. But I also paved the way for their flying the nest and moving to WI.
Karen lit into me tonight, ostensively about the sales of Pipers Nest and feeling she is not being afforded the central position in the transfer to the Bancrofts. And my feeling her boundaries are shot and she’s going to drive them up the wall as she micromanages everything. And yet I’ll try to give her what she wants. I remember wanting to move in with dad because my sibs were driving me up the wall. And yet I sewed dresses for the girls and vests for Ed and made them all advent calendars Etc etc. i feel my unconscious is giving me mixed messages about how I feel about them. And I’m glad to be here
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