One Year It Was Me, One Year It Was My Sister....back And Forth...

My father was a bit sick in the head. One of the many f*cked up things that he did when I was a little girl was to pick a favorite for the year--either my older sister or me...and that was that. For the whole year one of us would be great and one would stink--to him. It was really messed up. I was the favorite more I think.....

It made me and my sister compete, I think. I just know that when I was Daddy's favorite I could do no wrong--and my older sister could do no right. It was very disturbing....

I might be exaggerating about it being for a whole year--but that is what it felt like when I was 5-6-7.....;(

greenlionburning greenlionburning
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4 Responses Feb 24, 2010

yes it was. He was/is a sick man.

That is a horrible thing to inflict upon a wee one.

thank you for hearing me...

I'm glad you shared, and I agree.<br />
**** like that sucks!