I Am A Middle Child After All

Have you ever got into a fight with a family member? Then it ends and the

What causes sibling rivalry can be many different things. I know firsthand about sibling rivalry. I have a younger brother name Christian. He is seventeen and a junior in High school. We fight like cats and dogs. Even though he is six foot one, we still try to wrestle. When I come home from college on the weekends, my brother and I will go out and do something. Most of the times we go out to eat. Christian and I have a connection between the two of us that no matter where the other person is we will still fight with each other. Then we will be best friends the next day. No matter what we are doing, we both have our own opinions about things. However, coming from a divorced family puts a strain on my brothers and my relationship. Neither of us wants to hurt either of our parent’s feelings in anything we say or do. So instead of our fighting with our parents, my brother and I take it out of each other. There are three things that cause sibling rivalry. First off, fighting for the parent’s attention is something that happens with all siblings. Secondly, fighting with the other sibling. My brother and I fight all the time, but at the end of the day, we both love each other. The last thing that causes sibling rivalry is comparing one another.

To begin, ten years separated my brother and I in age, so there's a good chance he did not enjoy me the way I adored him. I am sure I annoyed him. Especially when I always nagged him to play with me and invaded his space when he invited friends over. I could not help myself.  Moreover, my mom once told me that at the hospital when I was born, Brandon stormed out of the room crying because he did not want a baby sister. He could sense from the cry that I was a handful, and he wanted nothing to do with me.

I don’t remember most of my parent’s marriage and most of the memories I do have of them being together, they were always arguing. I was in 3rd grade when the arguing started. Being so young, I always thought my parents were happy and that they would stay together forever, as every child thinks. In the beginning, they never fought in front of my brother and I and they seemed perfectly fine in front of us. But as the year continued on, they fought

My mom and her boyfriend at the time, would continue to argue nearly every day. It got to the point, to where I tried running away from the apartment multiple times, of course, I never succeeded. At the age of 10 I experienced fighting between my dad and step-mom. In the beginning I thought it was only a 1-time thing. But as it continued, I realized it wasn’t. Me, having to deal with fighting before, stepped- in to break up the fight to protect my siblings. The fights were always verbal, but I didn’t want my siblings to witness what I have had to many times before. I would take my siblings downstairs, my little sister being 3 years younger than me, and my brother by 10 years. I hoped it would at least help them, instead of developing a corrupted

That doesn't matter. Anyways we ended up probably lollygagging somewhere. For some I didn't like him and I can sure he didn't either. He got jealous of all the toys that I had and I did too for what he had. Dumb right? Well we I was only five and he was four. Yep I'm a year older and yet people say we look so much alike that we looked like twins . I hate when they tell us that. I always tell myself that I'm different from him. Am I? I don't know. I got off topic now. Where was I? Oh right! Jealousy it’s what made us hate each other as kids. Because of jealousy we would fight. Every. Single. Day. No joke. We fought each other for the most idiotic reasons ever. One time we had an argument on whether to call a burger a hamburger or a cheeseburger. I learned nothing about burgers that day. I don't remember why I pinpointed on that fight. Maybe it was my conscious reminding on how stupid fighting is. This was just one of our infamous fights because everyone in our family knew about our violence and we didn't just fight each other, we had a war against one another. We just had a long history of battles that never ended. We bited, punched, scratched, etc. anything that a six year old and five old could use against each other. We fought so often that I couldn’t count as a kid, and I could only count to thirty when I was five. It started to be such an ordeal that our Moms would argue about what to do with us. I feel guilty about it

When I was 2 my mother left me at the Philippines with relatives and I never saw her for eons until 2007 when she came to take us to America. Arriving to America meant that I was leaving my friends and the people I knew and cared for. I'm not going to go into detail for most of the parts but to cut it short I'll ask you a question dear reader, Have you ever been abused or bullied perhaps both? If you have then you already know how it feels like to be hurt by the people you trust or classmates trying their best to harm you for reasons that no one knows perhaps jealousy or just pure hatred. My mother started abusing my brother and I when we arrived to America for reasons we didn't know before. My mother had Bipolar and Diabetes, so her moods was off the charts. Now for my step father ((Whom is in jail now)) he started occasionally touch me and threatened me that if I ever told anyone that he was going to do far more worst things to my family. This lasted til 2013, my mother would occasionally leave due to her and my step father arguing this meant that my mother would be leaving my brother and I with him alone, but this time was different it was my mother and I

brothers all grew up together and overtime issues of anger, jealousy and sacrifice affected them.

I am a middle child. I am not the assertive, naturally confident first-born, nor am I an attention-seeking youngest child; I am the quiet, quintessential middle child. For the first 16 years of my life, I was always an afterthought to the craziness of my two sisters, and I loved it‒ it made me independent and self-reliant. I have always been very comfortable being the easy-going child, happily accepting anything that comes my way. Never have I felt that my parents loved me any less; they merely had to worry less about me than they did my siblings, with their stubbornness and constant desire for affirmation. I easily slid under the radar, preferring to mind my own business and handle problems on my own. There was never anything wrong with my

Brothers and sisters will always look out for you in those tough hard times. It was funny when the Driscoll twins fought over the last cookie before their game. Almost every time my sister and I are in room together we will fight over the TV or almost anything else. This has changed me because I have learned to not fight with my sister every time someone yells at us.

became at these times a relentless whiner. He would follow my mother from room to

My mother agreed to let me live with him because she wanted to start truck driving with her new husband and she knew she could not support a child while truck driving. The experiences that I have lived through because of my mother and her side of the family will forever leave a mark on me. When I was younger I would wake up in the middle of the night due to night terrors and my father would have to hold me tight to get me to calm down, I was traumatized and felt unwanted because of my unstable life with my mother.

For some reason I verbally took out my anger on him, he also saw his father turn

However, it wasn’t my mother he became violent with first; it was I. I had just come home from spending the day at the river with my friends when Jeff insisted that I stole a pair of his sunglasses. I of course denied this and it sent him into a violent rage. I was on my way to my bedroom, at the top of the stairs, when he began screaming and yelling at me. I, wanting nothing to do with his tizzy fit, ignored him and turned around to go back down the

An intense relationship includes love and hate, play and fight, and the teasing and mocking of each other. In addition, aggressive relationships where the oldest child can be the one who is always coming down on the younger ones because of their age can lead to many problems amongst the family. It has been reported that aggression is very frequent in sibling relationships. In one study, 29% of behavior observed between siblings was hostile. There are many siblings that take their aggression to the extremes and others who go through phases and then end in a close, loving relationship. All rivalry is