(first off yay for another stupid title)
Recently my brother got rejected by the college I currently go to. To say I was shocked is an understatement because I was more confident that he would get in than I was when I applied two years ago. I fully expected for him to get in and have no idea why that didn't happen and we'll never know. But that's not what this post is about. What it's about is that while I was sad to hear the news, there was also this little part of me that was like "ha".
Now why would that little part of me think like this? Here's why: everyone, and I mean everyone, in my family, constantly talks about how my brother is so smart and is a prodigy and yada yada. This is especially true with my grandma who always is like "I'm so proud of you Jessica but just wait until your brother gets out there". Maybe not word for word like that but it's the same idea every time that my brother is just so much smarter than me no matter what I do. In some way this feels like a tiny victory for that part of me that has been growing that seed of doubt in myself because of those constant comments by my family. And maybe hearing those things and wanting to prove them all wrong are why I'm so motivated to do well in my classes in which case I guess a shot to my self-esteem may be worth taking.
