Oh Brother

So, I don't always understand my brother. I love him so much, but so often he can become so frustrating, so quickly.

Since we've grown up now, (and I've moved out of the house) we get along fabulously. No major fights, everything is hunky dory.

That is until he finds out dirt about me. It doesn't even have to be big dirt...it can be something really stupid, but he will take the opportunity to essentially tell on me, trying to get me in trouble. Or at least get some disapproving looks. Basically, he tries to embarrass me.

What really frustrates me though is that I have so much dirt on him, yet I don't EVER tell. I keep my mouth shut. What I don't understand is why don't I get the same type of courtesy?

I know he's had issues with me since we were kids. He always thought I was treated as though I was the golden child...and he's partly right. I believe my parents did like me better in some respects. I was smarter, I tried hard in school, I didn't cause trouble, and I simply kept my nose to the grindstone. I knew all I had to do was get by and I'd be out of their house soon enough.

Him, he has pushed every single button he could. He wasn't a good student, he isn't driven, still hasn't gone to college yet, mouths off constantly, gets away with things I never would have dreamed of (like WHF was never allowed in my room...but him...his b/f and him are in his room all the time!) I know he always compares himself to me...but at some point, it's just not worth it to.

Which brings me back to my topic...I wish he didn't feel the need to compete with me so harshly. Because it really bothers me that he constantly has to try to get me to look bad. There's no need for it. But if I really wanted to be ignorant...you bet your booty I could definitely spill some of his dirt. Unfortunately for me, I'm not that kind of girl.