Overall my posts, I have really talked most about all the good things that come along with having a sibling with special needs. But in reality, having a special sib as I do, isn't all rainbows, sprinkles, and happy stuff, there is a lot of not so great things. One of them is how sort of unfair our lives are. My new friend from this year who also has a sister with special needs and I recently had a conversation about this. We were talking about how our peers have typical siblings and we don't. My friends and their siblings can go play volleyball outside together and play for a long time. With Megin and I, we can't. She doesn't get the concept of hitting the ball with your arms back and forth. And we can't play for a long time because she'll get tired or I will get frustrated with her. Megin and I can play some things together, but it is much much different from the way that typical siblings play. If I have won the uno game many times and she hasn't, then I will let her win, that isn't really something that typical siblings do. When my friend and I were talking, we also talked about how we just can't do what typical siblings do because we aren't typical siblings. It was a snowday when we had this conversation and we talked about how we couldn't go outside and a snowball fight with our siblings like our friends were doing. That isn't really fair. It is also hard because neither of our siblings talk, Megin walks but my friends sister doesn't. Those two things make life and being siblings a lot harder. We also talked about how we get jealous of other people. Its annoying when people talk about how they get to go to Jump Street or the movies just them and their sibling, that will probably never be the case for us. Once again, it just isn't very fair. Being a Special Sib is also hard because you are so much different from your peers. Before I met one of my best friends, none of my friends knew what it was like to be me. They had no idea what it was like to listen to your sister scream all night because she didn't want to eat her food or get ready for bed. Being a Special Sib sort of segregates you because no one understands what you deal with, or the severity of what they think are small problems. In the end, I feel that people who are special Sibz don't have it as easy as people may think. But my sibling is still the best thing that has ever happened to me, and in this last year, I've also learned that having someone who gets it is also an amazing thing!