This, This, THIS. My Relationship With My Siblings Is One Of The Greatest Joys Of My Life.

This, this, THIS. My relationship with my siblings is one of the greatest joys of my life.

They’re my best friends. We do pretty much everything together. We share a lot of interests as well as the same sense of humor. Whenever we’re out in public, our poor mom has to remind us to “act like normal human beings” because we’re always goofing off. We build each other up. We’re protective. We do argue sometimes, but conflict generally dissolves quickly. I can’t imagine being unreasonably cold or uncaring towards them.

Every once in a while, there’s that one person who tries to make us feel weird about how close we are. “Tries” being the key word; we’re all too old to really care what anyone says. If they consider it to be strange or creepy, that’s a them problem.

okay, the whole “silly writers, siblings aren’t supposed to actually like each other” thing was always annoying, but it has now morphed into actual real-life people telling me and my actual real-life sibling that our relationship is weird and creepy because we enjoy spending time together and aren’t constantly at each other’s throats, so if we could all collectively stop pretending that siblings are only capable of being cruel to each other, and that any depiction otherwise is unrealistic, that would be great, thanks