Even as we grow and age, if there's one thing we're not too particularly fond of is being compared to someone else. We are our own people, our own individuals and we have our own way of doing things. Parents are still ever so ignorant in realizing that this seemingly simple and mere comparison, can do a lot of damage. Irreparable, down that path of decay as their offspring grows older.

So I'm not spared from it. And when I was doing something that I knew she wanted me to do and yet. And yet it just never seems to end. Wiped the wind out of me and now I yearn nothing more than to crawl into bed and pretend that within the fluff and comfort of my duvet and bed, there is an imaginary family who loves without question and never compares.

You think at this age things would have been different. But things like this, they never change. Oh that they never change.

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