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Short-Man's Syndrome

Dear Diary,

I sounds so damn montonous right now. My writing seems so boring.

::SIGH::

I've come to the conclusion that I might have short-man's syndrom. Meaning for short people or people who are small in stature or in any physical way has in need of someway to being tough to compinsate for the disability.

I'm the youngest of three, in a filipino family. I'm not sure if that makes much sense. But, I don't get much respect around here. I call my sister, Ate (meaning: big sister for respect) and I call my brother, Kuya (meaning: big sister for respect)...but being the youngest I am without a name. Nothing, no respect.

Maybe I shouldn't feel like I need a title to have respect but sometimes I do feel this way.

It is said that the youngest will always be obedient and ask no questions when the elder's ask them of something. But, in return the elders will sacrifice all they have for the youngest ones.

I understand it's a give and take relationship, it's just that sometimes I feel like I don't get any respect at being the youngest.

Since I get no respect I seem to have taken up an act of being a bit more hostile and edgy then my brother and sister. I am more "matapong" ( think I may have spelled that wrong) but, it means...hardheaded, strong, fierce. I like to stand on my ground and say what I think. I'm constantly trying to voice my opinion, and that's a mistake in a phillipino family, you *never* talk back. Dear lord, you shouldn't. But, here I am suffering from short-man's disease because I'm the youngest.

A lot of people complain because they are the oldest of the family, you know the standard complaint "When something goes wrong I'm the one to blame, because I'm the oldest". But what about the youngest? I'm not ragging on the oldest of the syblings, I love my sister with all my heart, it's just that they don't know what it's like being the youngest. You never have a voice, ever.

Youngest may be able to do things earlier and sooner but the parents cling to them so much because they are all they have when the elders leave.

I know I don't know what it's like being the oldest but the oldest sure as hell don't know what it's like being the youngest.

An unending circle.

With care,
Mayms

2:34 p.m. - 2002-05-23

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