- 7 years ago
- Wedding: November 2012
So my sister and I are in each others lives. I love her very much, but there is an age difference to where she seems like she needs to mother me. In fact, my mom and I joke that she is the mother and my mom is the sister. She is VERY old fashioned and set in her ways. I am 27 and she is 36… the same age as my Fiance. I don’t talk to her about intimate things, and I also didn’t tell her that my Fiance (when he was just my SO) moved in together about a year ago. I didn’t tell a lot of people, and just told my parents. I didn’t think it was anyone’s business.
Well, a few days ago, my SO proposed to me (YAY!!!!!) and I have been on cloud 9 ever since. I have been calling people and sharing the good news. So with her being my sister, I called her to let her know about everything. She was asking a lot of questions as sisters do… and I was letting her know what was going on in my life (FI may be taking a job in a different state, I am going to school and currently not working). And then she started asking me personal questions… I guess implying had we slept together or not, which I DO not share with people, I mean come on I am 27 you do the math!
And then I told her well, I should tell you something else. To which her reply was “Oh my God are you pregnant! If you were that would make me sick!” Okay, that really made me mad. So what if I WAS pregnant?! (Which I’m not and don’t plan on being for awhile.) What year is this? It isn’t 1960! So since she made me mad I blurted out, well we have been living together, for awhile and mom and dad have known the whole time. And I told her the reason I didn’t say anything is because I knew she would judge me and act like this. I mean, she became hysterical. I seriously almost hung up on her. I figured she would say that as a sister she would love me no matter what, and that she was happy that I was happy. But no, all I got was that “you’re a grown woman and you can do what you want.”
I mean, I know there is no way I can change how she feels, and it doesn’t matter because in fact, I AM a grown woman. But, why do I feel so guilty, when this should be a happy time for me? She even had the nerve to say “well, I am GLAD he proposed to you then…” UGH!