I was never a fan of bugs. A few months ago, a massive wolf spider appeared in the bathroom. It was the kind of spider that looks like it pays rent. I froze. I looked around for a shoe, then I looked at the spider, and I realized it was fast enough to dodge me.
She was also stronger. That realization had come more gradually, through roughhousing that stopped being "rough" for me and started being genuinely difficult to manage. Now, she didn't even roughhouse. She just… existed in a space that took up more room than mine. I was never a fan of bugs
In the hierarchy of sibling dynamics, there is an unwritten rule of nature: the older sibling is supposed to be the protector, the bigger one, the one who can reach the top shelf. But nature has a sense of humor, and in my house, that joke is on me. I froze
My younger sister is taller and stronger than me. And honestly? I’ve never felt safer. And honestly? I’ve never felt safer.