I am so unbelievably jealous of my younger sister. It feels like everything goes right for her all the time without her even trying. She has tons of friends and goes to parties all the time yet still manages to have awesome grades. She is super skinny despite the fact that she hasn’t been able to exercise in a while because of an injury and bakes desserts all the time. She never gets in trouble for anything because it’s so incredibly obvious she’s our mom’s favorite kid, and any time she does something that might make our mom mad she’ll just tell a joke and our mom will laugh and completely ignore everything. She’s so incredibly mean and judgmental but our mom doesn’t call her out on it because she’s ALSO super mean and judgmental. She’s constantly criticizing everything I do and any time I try to bring it up our mom will just tell me to deal with it and not be so sensitive. I spent my entire high school career focusing on getting good grades and studying and didn’t have a social life at all. I didn’t get invited to a single party that wasn’t a cast party for a show I was in and was always a bit overweight. It just hurts so much to see my sister get everything she ever wanted and never get in trouble when she’s awful. She makes fun of my interests (which are admittedly a bit on the nerdier side) and makes me feel like an idiot for just enjoying things like theatre, cosplay, DND, etc. She plays basketball (when she’s not injured, obviously) but always insists that she’s not a “basketball girl” (aka super competitive, masculine, etc). By the way, she IS super competitive so that’s all a bunch of bs. She’s always making rude comments about the other girls on her team, and she’s convinced that she and her best friend are the only people there that aren’t “huge lesbos”. She knows I’m not straight and I’ve tried telling her that saying things like that is hurtful, but she always insists that it’s totally fine and that “the lesbos on her team call themselves that too so there’s no problem”. She’ll always be making homophobic comments whenever I drive her and her friends to places and it feels like she doesn’t think I or people like me are real people. Maybe I’m being overdramatic, but I’m moving into my dorm for college soon and I can’t wait to get away from this. Sure, I love my sister and my mom, but it’s going to be a huge relief to not have to deal with this anymore. It’s mean, I know, but I also can’t wait for the day when my sister realizes the world doesn’t revolve around her and finally faces real consequences for being awful. One day she’s going to have to grow up and actually start treating other people with some semblance of kindness and I’m sick of waiting for that day to come.