I feel like an Only
A fellow blogger I visit pretty often posted this about being an Only Child and I came to the decision I basically am an Only except for the fact that I have a brother. There is almost a 7 year age difference between my brother and I which means I had nearly 7 blissful years as an Only.
I think that has a lot to do with how I am now. I love my space…I love being alone for hours on end. In fact I almost dread spending too much time with anyone really. Maybe my brother barging into my peaceful life has made it so I don’t like visitors much. He’s like a visitor that never went away.
My brother and I have almost no relationship whatsoever. It makes me a little sad but then again I’m used to it by now. I have no idea what he’s doing with his life unless my parents tell me. My brother and I have never been on the same wavelength.
So therefore I am proud to be an Only…emotionally at least.