Long, sorry.
My sister are chalk and cheese.
When we were little my mum had mental health difficulties and went on and on about how the psychiatrists were wonderful and how they saved her life. I think that she was obsessed with us becoming doctors as they are like God to her and I think that she regretted not doing medicine at University.
She used to encourage us to do medicine at University.We both reacted differently. I chose to rebel and go off the rails. I didn't really know what I wanted to do and was torn between the arts and the sciences.
I did study hard but I had an unsuitable, abusive boyfriend who tore my young life apart. (See other threads).
My sister decided that she would study hard and do medicine at Uni. Good for her. She didn't have a boyfriend until she got to Uni and he is totally wonderful and supportive> She met him when she was sitting in a train in America. Turns out he was English and his work was where she was in Uni. They now live together and are going on their annual holiday to America. They are rolling in it. She is a now a psychiatrist.
I on the other hand was in a psychiatric unit for a month ten years ago because of my abusive ex.
I am so thankful to have my dd but I can't help feeling jealous that she goes on about two holidays a year and sometimes I cann't afford to eat and I am single.
I feel that she saw the way that I rebelled and decided that was no way to live. She was right. I do really regret not choosing to study medicine and I totally regret going out with the abusive boyfriend when I was 16 rather than waiting til I was older.
I feel that she has taken on the family role of golden child and I am the black sheep. She is the ''well'' one and I am the ''sick'' one.
This wouldn't be so bad if I thought sh eliked me or if she made the effort but it is like I don't exist to her.
When I came out of the psychiatric ward she told me to stop feeling sorry for myself.
She is dd's god mum but she never phones to see how we are and she never comes to see us.
Once I did phone her and she wasn't interested.
She came down at Christmas and my parents told me about my new house and asked her if she wanted to see it. She declined. I just feel like she thinks that she is so superior to me.
When she does visit it is like butter dosn't melt in her mouth in front of my parents but she is very dismissive of me and makes no effort at all to take an interest in my life.I always feel like a complete looser when her and her boyfriend come to visit. They are the perfect couple with their dinner parties and regular foreign travel and I am a skint single mum.
It is not her fault that she chose the sensible route- I don't blame her. I just wish that I was as sensible as her and had her life.
I know she dosn't have dd but when she does have kids she will have a supportive partner and pots of cash to spend on them.
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Jealous of my 'perfect' sister and her 'perfect' life. Family roles etc.
poshsinglemum · 01/10/2009 18:39
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