I got in a huge fight with my sister today, maybe the worst we’ve ever had. She really hurt my feelings, which is unusual since I’m usually pretty good at attributing most of our fights to her 17-year-old-girlness. This time it felt a lot worse.

I thought siblings were supposed to grow out of the whole constant fighting thing. Apparently we’ve still got some growing to do. Or maybe we’ll just be the estranged kind of siblings you always see on soaps.