I have some issues with that but mine stems from the fact that I was the youngest of a large family and my older siblings had a family around while they were kids but when they moved out, one by one, everyone seemed to pretty much forget that I existed and my mom even started to say "You don't care if we don't do that this year, do you?" when it came time for various holiday traditions, because there weren't enough people around for her to think it was worth the effort. No one sent so much as a note when I graduated, and about half of them came to my wedding reception. It gets tiresome to be considered a been-there-done-that sibling, everything done and worn out before I came along.
So yeah, I get jealous. I don't know that life was sunshine when they were younger, I probably got more peace. But at the time, I wanted company instead.
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