Because all the family’s hopes and wishes, are rested upon this younger offspring, and, so, the parents had, spoiled her/him, without themselves, knowing it, translated…
Two months ago, your sister with ailing health, was overcome, with yet, ANOTHER major condition. I’d rushed the elderly man I was taking care of to the nursing homes, so I could, help my mother take care of her. At this time, you were, left for long hours on your own, mom believed, that you can, help around the house some, after all, you’re, almost graduating from college, and, not long afterwards, after you’d served your army terms, you will, start working. But, you’d called me that very evening, said that you were scared, to be, home alone, that you’d wanted to, be with the three of us at the hospitals.
When she was just four months old, she’d started having epileptic seizures, we’d transferred her in and out of the major hospitals, and, the doctors diagnosed her with the disorganized complex epilepsy, and I’d decided to take care of her myself, and, lost my life ever since, stayed by her side day and night, worried endlessly, if she was going to have an attack, and under what sort of a stressful situations would these attacks come? The primary physician told us back then, that she won’t live past age thirteen, but, in a blink of an eye, she’d lived, double that.
We’d originally, insisted on not having another child, but, the relatives all consoled with us, that as hard as it’s going to get, we’d needed to have another child, so we can have someone to care for us when we get older. And, although, we’re, filled with doubts, that if the next pregnancy would be a healthy child, and, will we be able to, depend on her/him? No matter what, your being here, made me see the sunlight once more, and I’d had that long lost smile back again, and so, since you were younger, all we’d ever wished for you, was that you can grow up healthy and happy, nothing more.
Perhaps, we’d let you know our beliefs, and so, you’d, lived on easily, you’d loved the models, from the simplest kinds, you’d built them one by one, and we’d gotten you the more complex, and you’d, filled up our house with all of your work, mom was hoping, that you might be able to, develop your interest based off of your liking, have a deeper set of skills, to get into the exhibitions, or to compete, but in the end, it didn’t happen. In middle school, you couldn’t do well in math, I’d asked you why, you’d told me, that you’d, done badly intentionally, that if you’d worked hard, there would be, no problems; but as I’d observed you, I’d found, that it isn’t, so, every time I’d asked you to do something harder, you’d gotten that attitude of I can’t do it, that if you keep on doing it, you will be so unhappy, and so, I’d, stopped pressing you.
It’s not enough, that I’m the only one working, to pay for your grandfather’s elderly care, mom’s having a trying time, I really do hope you can grow up sooner, to the point you know, that our family needs you so, to the point, that you can see, the whole picture of what’s happening in our family, instead of not being able to handle it, when you couldn’t see mom and I.
Child, mom’s waiting for you do you not know it?
And, this is, the effects of, spoiling your young, because the older sister was unhealthy, and this secondborn child was, healthy, and so, naturally, the parents had, given her/him more love, and, allowed this secondborn child to have her/his way, thus, spoiling her/him, to the point, that s/he wouldn’t know, how to handle the things that comes toward her/him every day, and, perhaps, the parents, were trying too hard, to keep this secondborn well………
Life, the Obstacle Course 