As the oldest sibling, a stange new role I did not see coming for myself is โthe person who knew and remembersโ
More and more often Iโm in a situation with my siblings where Iโll be like โWhatโs going on right now in the family makes sense because of what happened back thenโ and my siblings (the middle child is only two years younger than me btw) have no idea what Iโm talking about and my little snippet of information suddenly change their whole worldview.
I wasnโt burdened with other peopleโs trauma and secrets, but I realize now that two years made all the difference even in our teenage years and I was just more aware and the adults talked to me and told me things and perhaps didnโt think to tell the others because they โalready did itโ or something?
And the crazy thing is, I donโt even know what history, knowledge and secrets Iโm carrying around that would be complete news to the others. I feel like rattling off family history facts at the dinner table would be a bit tactless.
