I'm 26 now, I have a 3 year old son, I'm single and my life is a little bit of a mess. My mum met my step dad when both my step sister and I were 9, they moved in together when we were 11 and we went to the same secondary school.
My stepsister and I were like chalk and cheese. I hated sports (enjoyed reading and films), she played tennis and snowboarded and was good at running. Her mum was no longer in her life (had moved back to her home country). So based on this she got first call on everything, she got to pick which bedroom she wanted, a lot of the money the house had went on her hobbies. Admittedly she was a very good tennis player, played at national events and did well, even played junior Wimbledon for example, but her coaching and camps in Spain etc all took up a lot of money and time.
My stepsister also won the genetic lottery. Her dad is Scandinavian and her mum is Italian so in what lots would call the best luck she is tall, slightly tanned and has naturally blonde hair. She was often called the fittest girl in our year.
She was always nice to me, even now she still is nice to me.
My mum used to compare me to her all the time, I am short, was never really slim. My hair for most of my teen years was frizzy and uncontrollable (found curly girl method now thankfully). My mum would say that I should be more like her all the time, point out how I'd never get a boyfriend looking like I do etc.
My mum also used to ask my cousin who was a year above us at school who was more popular, more liked out of us etc.
Neither of us really ran with the "popular" crowd but she was very well liked, very much a social butterfly, no one ever bullied her. The boys wanted to be with her and the girls wanted to be her. She was also smart, we got pretty much the same results at A-level and GCSE, which for most kids would have been insanely good but because she did it while playing tennis competitively, running at national competitions for school etc. my achievement was overlooked.
Since we became adults it's been easy to keep distance, she did a gap year, year abroad and another gap year at the end so has been out the country more than in. However the last 2 years she's been in the same city as me and I've found it really hard. She often messages asking to meet for lunch/a drink or to meet me and my DS and go to the park. I always say no as I'm so jealous of her.
My mum still compares us. Her life is much more exciting than mine. She had to give up competing as she got two really bad injuries and then Covid happened and she fell out of love with the competitive side but now she plays for fun, has friends with memberships at exclusive clubs. She surfs in the summer (learnt on her Australian gap year), snowboards in the winter. She is a sports performance analyst and a coach so between her day job and side hustle she earns a lot more than I do and has a lovely life to show for it. She is also still gorgeous, has abs etc. She never lacks in men wanting her and her current partner (now fiancé) treats her like she's a princess.
My mum is always saying "see if you hadn't had a kid so young that would be you" "imagine all the guys you'd get if you looked like her" "your life is so dull that's why I rarely call" (followed by a rant about wherever stepsister has been or what she has been doing).
My mum and step dad paid for us to all come to Australia for new year, step sisters fiancé is Australian so his family are hosting us. We still have 2 weeks to go and I hate it so much. Everything is about how amazing step sister and her fiancé are. They are lovely but I don't know how much more I can take. It's aren't they gorgeous this, their kids will be beautiful that and so on. I've resorted to just taking DS out alone but now I'm getting accused of being rude and anti social. But I don't want to be told how beautiful/smart/successful they are.
AIBU to not like her? What do I do? I really just want to go home and never see her or my mum again!