As we reached the top, I was grateful for her support and realized that her strength and abilities were not a threat to me, but a complement. I began to appreciate the unique qualities we each brought to the table and the ways in which we could support and learn from each other.
A "hug" from her now feels like being processed by a professional-grade trash compactor. my younger sister is taller and stronger than me stories upd
Then, puberty hit her like a freight train, skipped me entirely, and suddenly, the laws of physics in our household shifted. As we reached the top, I was grateful