Camp Crinkle - Page 27 (TW: Childhood Trauma)
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What's even worse, is when you are a twin and are like this. My brother and I both got college degrees while still in high school. We both got honors in high school. The only difference being he got high honors. If I wasn't a twin, it would have been fine. People were proud of me, but I was/am always compared to him. My achievements were great, but my brother is living proof that I could have been better. What's even worse, is the one time I did better than him in something, no one cared. My school district has a competition similar to a spelling bee, but for math, called math field day. I made it on my school's team all four years. Every year I got better and better, until I came in first place in my final year. No one in my family came to the awards ceremony to see me win. The only time they ever came, was the time my brother competed as well. My parents used to always talk about how my brother got third place in the district spelling bee, but didn't care that I came in first place in math field day, a few years later. Sorry for the rant. This is such a relatable page to me and it just hurts to read. It's very well made.
Yeah. I'm still trying to accept the fact I’m not my twin, and that's ok. Ironically enough, one of the few family members I actually care about is my twin. We still are part of the same close knit circle of friends. One time, I actually told my twin about how I feel and how I sometimes hate them, because everyone loves them. They apologized to me, saying they were sorry, which is stupid, because it wasn't their fault at all. I sometimes get thoughts about how much I hate them and probably developed an inferiority complex, but I am working through it, and that's a good thing. I try to stay positive, but sometimes it can be so hard. One day I’ll get better.
That's really rough, I can't begin to imagine how that must have felt growing up. I guess the only piece of advice/comment I can give is that you're still you, the atoms that makes up who you are, is different to your twin. No matter how similar you may look, you're you, and they're them. The only comparisons you should make is against who you were, and look! You were the Math Field Day Champ! You rose up through those years and you ended with first place! No one else's achievements can take that away from you, that first place is yours, and everything else you'll ever do, good or bad, wins or loss, are yours. I hope things get easier, and what Grif says to 100% true. Best of luck ^^
So many hurt souls not knowing any better when they're young that they should do what makes them happy and have fun. Instead, a lot of us seek affirmation and recognition at the cost of our personality and maybe even humanity. This was my childhood basically and still haven't gotten the chance to experience some stuff that I've missed out on.
It kinda sucks to say that this part of the comic is based on a mix of my writers and my own childhoods, plus a bit extra. But same here, I didn't get praise so much as I just didn't get punished and I was sure growing up that eventually, if I was good enough, I'd get praised. But even when I got to the top, the praises never really came. The most I ever wanted growing up was consistency, ya know? ^^" Yeah, I'm thinking I should put a bit of a trigger warning up here.
Ooooof, super been there. Maybe its a generational thing?
My parents, dad especially, seemed to think that the way I’d know I was doing well in his eyes if if he’d stop being angry and ignore me instead. I think I was supposed to have gratitude for his lack of anger? Welp instead I got resentment for never being good enough (plus an unhealthy dose of obsessive overachiever)…
I really feel for everyone who’s been there, or who’s been trapped in that loop of praise for things they disliked~
*hugs*
My parents, dad especially, seemed to think that the way I’d know I was doing well in his eyes if if he’d stop being angry and ignore me instead. I think I was supposed to have gratitude for his lack of anger? Welp instead I got resentment for never being good enough (plus an unhealthy dose of obsessive overachiever)…
I really feel for everyone who’s been there, or who’s been trapped in that loop of praise for things they disliked~
*hugs*
I feel like it is for my parents at least, which makes it hard since I totally get why they're like the way they are. But I also think at some point people need to take responsibility for their own actions as well.
I totally feel ya by the way, I acted out so much as a burnt out teen because negative attention was still better than no attention.
I totally feel ya by the way, I acted out so much as a burnt out teen because negative attention was still better than no attention.
The first thing that came to mind when I read this page was the saying "missing the forest for the trees" not sure if it's applicable but I feel like it is. This to me seems like tunnel vision, you focus so much on the end point of your aspirations that you end up becoming miserable on the way, but you just keep telling yourself that "its for the best" "it will be worth it in the end"
This moment. the realization. this is soul crushing, and I know more than a few people who have been in that place, both mentally and emotionally.
I just wanna give this poor guy a hug and assure him that he's not alone. Very well done, I'm thoroughly enjoying this comic ^^
I just wanna give this poor guy a hug and assure him that he's not alone. Very well done, I'm thoroughly enjoying this comic ^^
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