Almost every day is a battle of wills. It’s more annoying than frustrating for the most part, because my little sister is an idiot (personality-wise, not book-wise). I guess part of the reason that she’s so awful about respecting other people is that I keep reminding her that she’s stupid.
I yell at her because she always uses that resentful, impatient tone with my mom and I. Today when I told her to lose the attitude, she said, “That’s how you talk to me.” I automatically said, “That’s because I’m older than you.” Then I corrected myself: “Besides, I don’t talk that way. [mimics] You TAALK like THIIS.” When she sasses me, I usually try to come up with something that will shut her up. It’s not easy because I still need to be classy about the whole thing. I have to show her that she damn right better listen to me because I am always more right than she is. If I lose it, I’m no longer more right, which ruins the whole point of yelling at her. Holding me in contempt is a problem. Holding our mom in contempt is a sin. When she sasses our mom, I let fly, and I am very, very good at projecting my voice when I’m angry.
Either way, between her and I, it’s a sensitive balance. She constantly sulks, so I always have to think about what I will say and how I will say it. To burn or not to burn, that is the question. Sometimes I want to slap her but I usually reserve getting physical for joking around and for something really serious. Most of the time, though, I hold back. It’s very complicated for me, though.