Don’t let anyone walk all over you.
Some people are takers, not givers. Some people are selfish and want the best for them, not others. Some people you will devote all your time and love to, but they will not give back. Some people put you down and trample you, no matter how much kindness you show them. Some people never change.
This might surprise you, but Bolts of Bravery is authored by me, a thirteen-year-old girl. I do believe I understand a lot of things and rethink and try to search for deeper meanings when even adults don’t. But one thing I do not understand at all is my cousin.
Not only does she try to hurt me, offend me, or stab my feelings and emotions with words sharper than a knife, but she is a liar, a fake, and she cares nothing if she ruins other people’s possessions.
She is constantly picking on me for everything. When she knows I have a weakness or something I am extremely self conscious of, she will milk that as much as possible against me.
We always stay at my grandmother’s house together, and she is constantly getting us both into trouble and being a bad influence overall. When she makes a mess, breaks something, or gets caught, she denies everything and makes up a million lies, pulling me along with her into the trap. Later on I get furious at her for lying over everything, and for doing whatever it was we got in trouble for in the first place. She doesn’t care, and ends up calling me a pathetic loser.
Most of her friends are older than she is, but that’s only because she tries to act so cool and impress everyone, and everyone believes her fake life that she’s always living in front of them. I know how she truly is. Around me she acts crazy, but around other people, everything she does is a put-on. When she’s on the phone with other people when I’m around, she’ll tell them how stupid, annoying, and immature I am, even when I’m not doing anything at all.
I’m not quite sure what her problem is. I am sure that sometimes I just never want to see her again, never want to speak to her again. When we’re together is her, her, her, whatever she wants to do goes. I’m also sure that’s she’s basically two different people, but both of them are horribly mean. However, I’m unsure of why I still do like her all at the same time. We have so much fun together. But she’s constantly getting on my last nerve.
She walks all over me. She pick at all of my weaknesses. She could be self conscious with herself, and that’s why she points out my faults and tries to impress others. But I don’t see why she should be self conscious. She has parents that adore her, spend so much time with her, but let her have the freedom she wants. Boys, even older guys, fall all over her. And somehow she has friends. Surely these friends only like her because they don’t know how she really is.
She has even told me before she doesn’t care about giving to the sick, the elderly, or the poor. She told me why should she donate her good money when it would be better to spend it on herself. She’s downright selfish. I’m pretty much the opposite of her, I’ve realized. I love giving to others and helping other people. I love going to the nursing home and just seeing the old people smile, because they have no one else but here comes a young person to see them. She thinks everything and everyone is stupid and in her way.
I think this post is actually me being angry with her. I doubt I’m solving anything here. But I need to get it out, because I’ve dealt with it for thirteen years now. As long as I have known her, she’s been this way. But it gets worse and worse as we get older and into our teenage years. I dread the next few years to come.
But like I said, I hate being around her, but I love being around her at the same time. My other friends are, dare I say, positively boring. I do like having fun and having thrills, and I can only do that with my cousin. I do have a lot of fun with her, but she can be very mean and selfish and only care about herself, no matter how nice or giving I am to her. I’m not quire sure.
This post was titled ‘Don’t let anyone walk all over you.’ Well, I try not to let my cousin walk all over me. I get angry at her and we fight sometimes, when I have had it up to here. But it never changes. This post should be titled, ‘I’m angry, but I’m trying to handle it.’ or something of the sort. It’s also me recognizing how different I am from my cousin and how I never want to be like her.
