How My Brother Shaped My Life Decisions And Outcomes

His example put me on my path towards hyperindependence

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My parents were really influential in my life, but early on in my young adulthood, many of the decisions I made in my life revolved around not wanting to be like my brother.

Right now, we both seem to be doing well — I am about to be an attorney and have been a special education teacher in Baltimore while being a law student at night. In my free time, I run marathons and write. He has been in pharmacy school for several years, but beneath the surface of our resume-level accomplishments, it’s a lot more complicated.

There has been a lot of pain and angst, especially in his life. I don’t mean this to publicly disparage him, so I will limit many of the personal details. I was the younger sibling by six and a half years, and always was a spectator to many of my brother’s mistakes and struggles. Like many younger siblings, I wanted to not make the same mistakes, and for most of my childhood, I had no one else to really compare myself to or to see an example of what to do or what not to do. We were first-generation Asian Americans, with parents who understood the culture of the country and society even less than we did as we forged a path between two cultures.