Sibling Rivalry.
It must take incredible resolve to stay focused at the circus. For some, chaos is the buzz and pestering of a simple fly. It is a feat to stay afloat despite being deprived of a lifeboat. With the self-restraint of saints, equipped with minimal complaint. How does one bite their tongue through lifelong chronic pain, as their loved ones bellow over broken nails and migraines. This kind of bravery seemed made for comic books and fairy tales; epics based on Viking Gods, or stories about sailors and sperm whales. Until that unforgettable day not too long ago, when I rubbed my eyes, in disbelief, as I watched my own sister effortlessly complete superhuman deeds. There is nothing quite as loud as the silence that accompanies the truth; it echoes inside of us, before it blares like trumpets in a padded room and then blows off the roof. I spent a lifetime believing confidence belonged to those who dared to shout. Mistaken, now, as I admit my sister's silen...