Growing up, my sister Brittany was always the darling child.
She was louder and prettier. At least, that's what everyone said. And the loudest one always wins. If I brought home good grades, she'd outshine me with a trophy. If I got a compliment, she'd hog the spotlight. Our parents adored her. I was the peacekeeper. The background character in her show under the limelight.
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I learned early on that silence kept the peace. That swallowing my feelings made the room easier to breathe. And by the time I was old enough to recognize this pattern, it was already too late to unlearn it. Brittany was the star, and I was the supporting character.
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