I have a very blended family. My Mom had me and my oldest sister Tanya from her first marriage, the man I have called Dad all my life (but was biologically speaking – not related to me) had two children from his first marriage. I have always called Georgie and Jenny my brother and sister regardless of how many genes we share. My Mom and Dad then had two additional children in their marriage – Jackie and Deanna. So there are six of us, divided up into three biological sets, but we are all siblings regardless.
All siblings squabble from time to time. Some more than others, and some a bit less than others. Compared to my own childhood, my children hardly ever have issues with each other except Charlie and David. They are too rough and too close in age and this causes conflict, but I still have hope they’ll become friends as they age.
Growing up I was quite close to my sister Tanya, and my baby sister Deanna. Due to distance I wasn’t as close to Georgie or Jenny, but both are people I consider to be on good terms with. There was really only one sibling that I squabbled over and over with. We just didn’t get along. We had our standard sibling squabble, but it went far past just your standard squabbling. We genuinely did not like one another. I felt slighted when it came to punishments, parental attention, ect. Quite frequently, as I’ve heard from my other siblings as well, whenever a fight occurred with Jackie we knew that we would be the one punished. This created feelings of jealousy in me, and in return my attitude towards her grew quite soured.
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