drippedonpaper

My mother had nine sisters and two brothers and they were all raised in competition with each other, but also were told that they could never abandon their family. So they are all constantly competing for something that doesn't exist. There's no prize for anyone. No one is going to pop out and declare anyone a winner, but they never learned how to be with each other. But even these people have managed to raise children who get along well with their siblings. I can genuinely say that I love my siblings and I love the cousins I grew up with. And even though our parents are constantly fighting and making up and fighting again, we're all pretty damn close. So the kids will be all right.