I am the oldest by 4 years. I have a younger brother. We didn't grow up with the best family life, so due to my mom's physical and mental health issues and my dad's abusive nature, I did a lot to help raise my brother and shield him from some of the worst stuff going on around us. We used to be pretty close because of that and because we shared a lot of interests in games, movies and TV shows.
We're both adults now, though, and we've drifted apart in recent years. This is largely due to a lot of questionable life choices he's made regarding drugs and stuff, plus his selfish nature. Our relationship was starting to feel too toxic and I couldn't deal with it anymore, so I had to put some distance between us for my own mental health.
Regarding being the oldest, it was a pain sometimes. I felt like I always had to be the mature one and he always got spoiled. I would work for months or even years, wearing my dad down and proving my responsibility to be able to get certain privileges like a later bedtime/curfew, a phone in my room, a TV in my room. Then, after I did all that work, my brother would whine and cry for a couple of days about it not being fair and my dad would give in to him just to shut him up. To make matters worse, he would get better stuff than me. I was so happy with my little 13" black and white TV until my brother got a 27" color TV a few weeks later. It was like a slap in the face. I put in all the effort and did things the right way. He threw a tantrum and got rewarded.
I am the youngest, not by too much, It's nice having another person to help do chores around the house and can be nice to talk to them about some school choices and such
I'm the middle child and only girl. My mom's other baby girl who was older than me was born premature and died. I think being the middle child and the only girl put a lot of pressure on me. My mom would let my brothers get away with more things because they were boys. She was very, very mean to me as well - putting me down, hitting me, screaming at me. I'd get punished for things my brothers would be overlooked for if they did it. It never made sense to me because I was Valedictorian of my school, never did drugs, never hung out with anyone crazy, didn't drink, was pretty nice for the most part, kept to myself... I dunno. Just never felt good enough.
I'm the oldest and only daughter. My age difference with my younger brothers are 5 and 9 years, respectively. There's a certain standard when you're the oldest and, in my case, being a female in my household. At a young age (about 8 or 9), I was expected to help around the house (dishes, make beds, vacuum, ect). My brothers at that age, and even now unfortunately, don't help at all. It's like pulling teeth to get them to do a simple task. I attribute this to my parents enabling their laziness because like I said, I was expected to do most of the cleaning, because I'm a "young lady" and apparently being a female means you do *all* the housework.
I could go on about different topics, but I'll save it for another time. I guess I still harbor resentment towards my parents for treating me so differently from my brothers. I'm not upset they taught me at a young age about helping around the house -- because one of my favorite things to do at home is literally clean (how lame does that sound). I just wish they could have done this for my brothers as well, instead of making it seem like it's only a woman's job to clean.
I’m the oldest, the only child and the middle child. Firstly im the only child my father has. Secondly im the middle child along with my older step brother since we are four from my step dad. (Who raised me so there for, is also my dad) Finally, I’m the oldest of my mother’s children. Welcome to the paradox of my life.
I am the oldest child, and let me just say that honestly it can be pretty hard having to be the child that sets examples for my younger sister. That is to say, though, that I have also always been the hella black sheep of the family, such as being the only one with tattoos and being the only one that had a full-on scene phase, but hell, it also feels nice knowing that I was able to build a life for my own as well at times.
I'm the oldest, and I have a younger brother (we've got almost 3.75 years in age difference). We argue sometimes, but we're usually cool with each other, especially now that we're both older (middle-and-high-school-phase was horrible on both accounts). We usually play split-screen games or multiplayer mode, swap a veritable truckload of memes, and generally just act weird. We're both kinda loud without meaning to be.
He's not really a "little" brother; he towers over me by at least half a foot, if not more. That aside, no one gets to pick on him but me (and vice versa). After all the crap that the last few years have thrown at me, he's both a brother and a friend. I can only hope he feels the same way; his mental health as of late makes me worry for him.
Now that I'm older, I realize how much I really do appreciate him. I hope he knows it. I wouldn't trade it or him for anything.
4 kids in my family.
I have 2 brothers and one sister.
Bro#1- 34, Me - 29, Bro#2 - 27 and Sis - 23
My parents didnt seem to care about what the other 3 did in regards to where they went, partying and grades in school. I felt as though they had a tight leash on me and always put a ton of pressure on me to succeed. They didnt like me partying and I had curfew right up to 18 years old. It did feel unfair at times and suffocating .often wondered why my parents loosely parented the others and went all out with me.
I'm close with my younger siblings as we have more in common. We're all grown up. No bad blood and stay in contact with eachother.
I'm the younger child with a sister 7 years older than me. I honestly don't have many memories of me and my sister bc when she became a teenager she stopped playing with me and stuff, which was pretty early on in my childhood. But the age gap helped me to have a role model to look up to and I would always aspire to be like her. She introduced me to most of the things I do/love today so I'm grateful. She moved pretty far away when she started uni and a couple of years before after finishing high school she wouldn't be home much anyways so things are pretty awkward between us. We don't keep in touch much besides the happy birthday text now and again but I prefer it that way.
Lower-middle child (funny thing is that my mom is around the same rank of eldest to youngest despite there being twice the overall amount of kids in her generation)
Youngest of two. My older brother was my best friend when we were young kids. We hung out in a large group in our neighborhood all the time. Then as we got to the ages where I liked his friends and thought they were cute, and my friends liked him and thought he was cute, we started putting more distance between one another--for obvious reasons I went to college, and he went into the military. I married and had 4 kids, and he has never married--but we are still close.
