B**chiness = jealousy?
Hey. Well here's the issue: I think I'm jealous of my brother.
This sucks. I'm twenty, and I thought that I would be over these feelings, but I guess I'm not. I mean, my family (meaning my mom) treats me and my older bro differently. There is a clear double standard. For one, I can't be out past 6 o'clock. Think I'm kidding? Unfortunately it's true. But then, my bro can be out until 6 am, and my mom's not calling his phone every five minutes like she does for me. The thing that pisses me off the most is the fact that my bro doesn't have my back. I mean, whenever I try to tell my mom that I'm TWENTY and to stop treating me like a kid, my bro never backs me up. Which means that it's two against me. So, here I sit, yet again in my room like I did in high school resenting my brother. Am I mad at the wrong person? Am I totally lame for being jealous of my older bro? For feeling inferior to him? You tell me.