"Mistakes get people killed. We don't get to make mistakes."
Bruce has never gone easy on any of the Robins, but I imagine he was the hardest on Dick.

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"Mistakes get people killed. We don't get to make mistakes."
Bruce has never gone easy on any of the Robins, but I imagine he was the hardest on Dick.
Not my mom telling me and my sister that we'll have to stop buying so much eggs because their price went up, only so an hour later I can watch her and have to help her spend 570 USD $ on a fucking cosmetics device.
dunya kinnie? oh how was it growing up begging for your family's attention while your sibling conquered it just for their existence? how was it always taking the blame for the discussions? how was it to feel like your family don't love you as much as they love your sibling?
Is it ok to tell family members no when they ask you to do something but you're running yourself ragged already? Because if so how does one do that... I'm sick of constantly sacrificing my energy and time just because they don't want to use their own properly... And I never get anything in return...
To The Younger Siblings
You’ll never understand what your oldest sibling did for you. You’ll never understand the countless fights your behavior caused between them and your parents. You’ll never know how many nights they cried from stress and cracked under the enormous pressure to perform, so you could get by with only C’s or B’s. You’ll never even begin to see the amount of times they protected you. You’ll never see the emotional scars of being told they’re too bossy and they’re too mean, never good enough, never smart enough, never active enough, never pretty enough, never kind enough; all so you’d never have to suffer that.
The amount of times they shielded you from your parents. The amount of times they cleaned up your messes. The amount of times they paid for your treats because it would make you smile, knowing you didn’t care they had to deal with the worst people to earn it, and knowing you would be an asshole again tomorrow. The number of times they dropped everything to help you do a project or make dinner or teach you how to solve a math problem, even if it meant staying up past midnight with their own work. The number of times they sat back on Christmas watching you with all your cool toys while they clutched their socks and toothbrushes.
You will never see them admit your torture, your teasing, your insults, still hurt them today, because they know you’re hurting too, and you will always matter more to them then their own health. You will never see how their hands clench as your parents degrade them over and over for not doing something they’ll never ask you to do. You’ll never see how utterly ignored they feel when they’re asked to drive you everywhere, and you won’t show up for them, or your parents won’t show up for them. You’ll never see how awful they feel as they drag themselves to school even though they can’t even speak or can’t even think, just so they won’t disappoint your parents, and knowing if you do much as coughed once you’d be coddled and forced to stay home.
The curfews and rules and chores and expectations and double standards and responsibilities and jobs and failures and heartbreaks and disappointments and punishments they all suffered, so you will never have to. They will never get any thanks for it either. They will never get an apology for all the pent up insecurities instilled in them by your parents and you. They will never get recognized for all the good they’ve done for the family. It was expected of them that they act like a mini adult, and it was disrespectful of them to do so.
But even with all of that, they still love you. So from an oldest child to any younger children who think their oldest sibling is a she/he devil, maybe they are, I don’t know your situation, but chances are they’re just trying to survive. So cut them a small amount of slack. And do the damn dishes.
Maybe the real reason I’m so bad at videogames is that I never had an older brother to teach me the mystic ways of the masters
I need a sister to steal clothes from. I'm afab NB, so I Love stealing clothes from my brother, but I need a second sibling to steal from.
Funny how I have to referee my family's fights and in the end get scolded 🤷🏻♀️