This post is more of a way for me to express how I'm feeling these days. If you have younger siblings that you're close with I'm sure you'll relate. If not, please enjoy my mini-meltdown about my little brother being in college!
It's been over a month since my little brother left for college and I'm still not used to it. It's still weird to me to walk past his bedroom and see it empty - but more important to see his bed is made and doesn't look like it was thrown into a wind tunnel!
I'm also pretty sure I'm having a harder time because I was too sick to go drop him off...but that's not the point.
Sure, I went to college first, and then lived on my own, during a pandemic, and didn't see him for a year and a half but at least he was home! It's weird being the older sibling when your younger sibling leaves for school.
I guess it's also weird because I haven't really talked to him since he left. Like I've said in previous posts, my brother is in the Norwich University Corps of Cadets. As a rook in the Corps of Cadets, he can't have his phone except for 10 minutes a week and he can email us only sometimes. So, yeah, not talking to him has been hard on me.
Sure, when he was living at home I loved nothing more than to give him sh*t and we fought pretty much once a week, but we're also incredibly close. I mean, we know more about each other than anyone - and we're both pretty open books.
The most difficult part of my brother leaving for college, at least for me, is that I don't know what to do with myself. Usually, when he's home and I'm bored I can just go get him to hang out with me, but now, not so much.
He's growing up, actually, he's an adult, like an actual adult now, and I don't know what to do with that.
Of course, I'm proud of him. So proud of him in fact that I cry just thinking about it. But, that doesn't mean I'm okay with him being in college.
Is anyone else like this with their younger siblings?