Dec 10, 2021
7 min read
I Fear Judgement
Scrutiny has followed me my entire life.
At the hint of accusation, a wall in my brain goes up. A hurricane of defensive arguments takes over my train of thought, and I can feel metaphorical hairs standing up on my back like a dog ready to fight.
Why am I like this?
I’m the younger sister. I’m the younger sister of a brilliant older sibling. Having skipped…
