I've always known that I'm more mature than my brother. People would always ask me, "are you the older?" and my response is always "ha seems like it." I hated the fact that my brother had less responsibility if nothing at all. I've always had this feeling of annoyance when it comes to him. Partly because I was forced to grow up faster because he's an inadequate older brother. He was supposed to be the dad if a father is not around but that obviously never happened. I lost all respect to him because I was conditioned to look down on him. He's inferior in many ways that's important at least. Since I was a kid, everyone in my family would always say "don't be like your brother, he's this and that." Come to think of it, he really is incompetent most of the time. One good quality he has over me is his generosity. He's always been the generous one and I hated it about him because I found it enabling and quite stupid. He'd let our cousins steal shirts from him and then he'd need new shirts and I would be force to share my allowance with him. Today is one of those days wherein I realized I've grown a lot. He brought some friends over knowing fully well that my mom and I worked nights. They were loud and disrespectful. I stayed quiet and ignored instead of freaking out like I used to. They ate the food I was supposed to bring to my own place, all of it. I am really aggravated. I needed an outlet to so decided to write this. My brother couldn't cook to save his life which makes everything even more unfair. My mom knows my brother is incompetent with most things so she just stopped expecting anything more from him which gives more responsibility than I want to. This kind of unfairness irks me and frankly I couldn't wait for the day where he moves out and seeing him would be optional. I almost felt bad writing this then I LOLed at myself. One can dream that someone who's as parasitic as he is will ever move out.
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