Another identical twin here (albeit in my 40s).
We were always judged against each other, rather than the rest of the class.
We were always seen as a pair rather than 2 individuals. Not only at school, by parents & other relatives.
We would have to share single items (like a black & white TV) we had bought for us one Christmas, except we had separate bedrooms.
Relatives would buy us board games to share. Ditto many other birthday presents from friends or family.
People always called us Milly/Tilly or Tilly/Milly. Even classmates would call us by 2 names in the hope of getting it at least a little bit right.
It was only when we had a little more autonomy as teens & bought our own clothes that we were able to express our own identities.
We did the same GSCE’s. It was only during A Level that we went in totally different directions. As we were no1 & no2 in the class ‘hierarchy’ we were always in the same sets.
We have always been asked ‘Who is the older one?’. 10 minutes shouldn’t matter diddly squat, but my sister, being the oldest, was always given first pick at everything (including driving lessons on our 17th birthday, my parents divorced the following years so that equality went down the poop shoot). Still haven’t received that missing 17th birthday present…not that I’m bitter lol.
Whatever we’ve done in life, it’s always with a, “Oh, is that why your sister did xx too?”.
My Dad still can’t tell us apart.
Just saying the word The Twins or Twinny (as in “Oh! You’re one of the Twinnies!”) is likely to send me into a homicidal rage.
No, I can’t tell who is who in joint photos before around 1982. Because dressing twins in the same outfit was seen as cutesy & fun.
Fraternal twins are never judged against the other as identical twins are. We are seen as objects to compare & contrast with.
No, we aren’t psychic. That’s a load of old bunkum.
There is a great new book called Twins - superstitions & marvels, fantasies & experiments by William Viney, also an identical twin. In the introduction he says;
“We are a visual tease, my brother and I, and involuntary objects in a simple game familiar to other twins. Can you identify which one is which? In the discussions that follow, our bodies are broken down into manageable parts and our little noses and eyes, lips and ears get scrutinised - a smile between mirth & conspiracy is judged unique to own, held in common by both, or declared an outlier in need of further analysis.”
Do we (as in, the relatives, friends or mere observers) do that to fraternal twins, or close siblings? Or do we see those single subjects as individuals in their own right?
You (as in the collective you, with identical progeny or not) need to see each twin as an individual. Be that in separating them when they start school, or dressing them differently, giving them different hairstyles or a unique identifier. Instead of a tinkling laugh in response to questions like, “who is the oldest?”. The answer should only be, “Why? It doesn’t matter.”
Unfortunately, my twin sister has schizophrenia, sadly the odds (so we’ve been told) are higher as an identical twin. Some studies suggest it’s due to a fractured sense of self; you are not just going through your early life as one, with one sense of self, but 2.
All this sounds as if I am embittered about this subject.
Really, I’m not.
The shift must be away from the identical part of their identity from an early age, to give them a good grounding knowing they are not one half of a pair, but each an individual in their own right.