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Being the eldest daughter is like them putting a lid on the love shower you soaked up when you were a little kid, all so you don't end up this big-time spoiled brat. Instead, you're supposed to grow up all responsible and mature (which earns you those "you're mature for your age," "you're an old soul" comments). So, you end up being the person everyone turns to when things need straightening, even if you have to push your feelings aside. Eldest daughters become experts at sacrificing, so when they actually let go of things they care about, it throws everyone off. They pretty much become the third parent for their siblings, and sometimes they're even parenting their own parents. And here's the twist – you can't really vent about stuff because you're the oldest daughter. Making compromises becomes your middle name. All of this adds up to bottling up feelings and not really letting your parents in on much. But, when the whole act slips and you finally show how you truly feel, parents come back with, "Why are you so down? You've got a roof over your head, everything you need – some kids don't even have that." So, you end up feeling guilty about opening up. They do care, seriously, but it's mostly about your physical well-being. They're always bugging you about drinking water and eating on time. And their logic? "Who's gonna be stuck next to you in the hospital if you get sick? I've got a ton of important stuff to deal with, you know!" So, you dodge emotions. Then you get blamed and yelled at because your younger sibling gives your parent attitude and somehow it's your fault because you're the oldest daughter. You're taught that oldest daughters have to be soft, kind, and gentle, even when someone's wrong, even when the other person is acting like a jerk – you're told not to lose your cool. How does it start? You know, from simple things like "don't be like that, share your stuff with your siblings," "you're a bad kid for scolding your sibling because they wrecked your project, come on, they're just naive, you can do it again, right?" "You're a grown-up, stop whining about that." So, giving up on things becomes a casual thing, and then your whole life you're seeing yourself giving up on people, hobbies, everything, and you let other people take your stuff without a complaint or a single tear because that's selfish and oldest daughters aren't supposed to be like that.

In my next life i'm checking no siblings off of my list of shit that gives me the Ick

bring the eldest sibling is like being a working dog with no job

The conflicting feeling has returned.

You've been terrible to me and I want you to face consequences.

But you're in danger and I don't want anything awful happening to you.

But you've done so much to hurt me over the years.

But you've also done so much to help me.

You were apathetic towards my plight and my cries often fell on deaf ears.

I would help you if I could but my untreated and undiagnosed disorders and years of abuse have led me to a terrible mental state and I have no funds to help you.

My abuser needs to go to the hospital. They refuse. Their ailment could get worse. I have no car, nor license, nor insurance, nor funds and I cannot help them.

I would like to show just the smallest bit of mercy to my abuser, despite how often they refused to show me even a grain of it, but we are both helpless for the time being....

eldest daughter

your round cheeks, a smile all baby teeth before you wore glasses, you looked just like me you spoke in little whispers, so gentle and sweet i taught you letters, excited for you to read

i cannot forget how little you were, so small but you grew so fast and you got tall enough for rollercoasters and water slides old enough for movies and motorcycle rides

old enough to be beat till you sobbed for mercy older and wronged, shivering in fury older still and afraid, running faster than tears this is how i began to fear it still haunts me after all these years

so i shush you when you cry so i threaten when you fight so i stayed awake at night so i learned how we survive

hush little baby, don’t say a word mama might come, but i got here first i know you’re scared, i know it hurts but if she comes, it will hurt worse

i age too fast, but still too slow to keep you safe from every blow i failed so i pray you hold your own

but when i beg forgiveness, you say what for you only know peacetime, never war i think i’m glad you don’t remember all

the bloodshed and the slaughter let it die with the eldest daughter

*eldest sibling.

Lmao, I know bhaiya would relate to all of this! 🤣

Is it me or every Indian eldest daughter:

Has epressing thoughts

Been suicidal at some point

"My mother dumps so much of her priblems on me..."

"But she's my mother..."

Anger issues

Either sighs when hears about something bad or fucking kills the person

Beautiful but if there's a younger sister— the younger sister is more attractive then.

Has a power trip

Somehow manages to feel like a villain all the time

"Mujhe choone ki koshish kar. Haath nahi milenge tere."— to someone who was trying to hug her.

*cringes at any sort of skin contact*

Has thought of arson at some point

"What's makeup? Maine to muh pe baby powder lagaya hain💀—"

Has the best clothing sense.

Wears pyjamas 24/7

Either has too much energy or no energy

Will fall asleep anywhere like a dad

SleepSleepSleepSleepSleep

Works hard cz has to pay back her parents

Wants to go away but has to stay

Feels like a shackled wild hunting dog.

HATES sharing her stuff

"You wore my shirt?" *burns the shirt*

Likes to draw but isn't appreciated unless academically so either tore all her works or occasionally draws on scattered papers

In my ✨being an eldest daughter made me a villan✨ era

I wish I could travel back in time to when my parents were 8 years old and sit with them, play with them, make them laugh and more importantly…hug them tight.

Every time I think I look ugly I immediately start to cry because I have my mothers face. And I feel like a horrible daughter for calling my mother ugly.