My sister is my absolute best friend and my worst enemy.
I’ll tell you why.. before you are thinking that I have no soul and that it makes no sense. She’s my best friend because she’s the person I run to when I have something exciting to tell. Any family drama I need to discuss.. she is the first person I call up. Any boy who broke my heart? Well, let’s just say she is the person they would need to avoid. Back when we were kids, we would play barbies, sing karaoke, dance in the rain, play on the swing set, talk about our future, and promise each other to be one another maid of honors whenever we got married. I wanted to be just like her and do everything she did. She was and still is the best big sister I could ever have. I grew up knowing I was lucky.. because God chose a sister for me that could be the best friend I never had to go looking for.
Like I said.. she’s my worst enemy too.
I have to let you know, we are only 16 months apart, so being so close in age and growing up, I wanted everything she got. And I fought to catch up with her. I envy her, because she’s beautiful, funny, outgoing, smart, driven, and fearless. She’s my role model but also my worst enemy because I compare my whole life to hers. I don’t mean too, but because I’m the little sister something is always making me feel like I need to be just like her. I grew up and people would say your sister is awesome! She’s funny and beautiful and she’s just perfect. And I totally agreed with them. But, it bothered me because the jealousy of a little sister kicked in and I always said to myself, well I wish they said the same things about me. Your worst enemy is the person you cannot stand and that you would never imagine spending a day with them. Well.. there were days I couldn’t stand being around her because I literally would hate that I would constantly compare the way my life and how I turned out to her.
She’s my worst enemy because I fight too much to be like her. She’s my worst enemy because I know that because I am the little sister I always have the little jealousy of wanting to have the life of my big sister.
I’m glad she’s my best friend and worst enemy. It’s great to have days where I don’t always get along with her and we just can’t stand each other. Because of course…that’s family. We are still sisters, we fight constantly, and we don’t always see eye to eye. But, I’m so grateful that on those days that we do get along.. we can be each other’s best friends. I don’t think she truly knows that no matter where we end up in life that I’ll always be her best friend, because…. “
How the hell do you sum up your sister in three minutes? She’s your twin and your polar opposite. And she’s your constant companion and your competition. She’s your best friend and the biggest bitch in the world. And she’s everything you wish you could be and everything you wish you weren’t.”