When I was a little girl, I used to ask my mom to adopt another child so that I could have an older sister. I wasn't lonely - I had plenty of friends and got along great with other kids in the neighborhood and at school. But once I started to get older (and learned how to be self-conscious), I wanted an older sibling to 'show me the ropes,' in a sense.
I also wanted a sister to show me how to be a young girl going through adolescence. Shaving? Periods? I had questions I felt I couldn't ask my friends and that no puberty book could answer about social norms. My mom and I did have conversations, and she did the best that any parent could to help me, but there were certain things I just didn't want to talk to her about.
I didn't need a sister to tell me about dating and how to go swimming when it's that time of the month. I didn't need an older sibling figure to look up to, or one to look out for me. Being an only child, at least for me, taught me how t
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