Growing Up In the Middle

Have you ever heard of the middle child syndrome? If not, is it really hard to guess what that could be? Not too creative, but I guess the people who examine people’s psyche all day want to just get home to eat rather than think up names for things like this. If it were me, it would be Antithesis Birth Combination Determines Either Framework Genealogy Historical Incompetence Jyroposic Krueger Lifetime Median Normality Opposing Psychosis disorder – or ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOP for short. Anyway, this middle child thing is something they have come up with rather recently – not that we didn’t have odd number families before, but we had more interesting things to do than search the internet for articles, written by whoever can afford a keyboard, about things we didn’t know were bothering us until we read about it. I could easily get into a rant on this topic alone, but I really want to stick with this topic for now. Remind me later and we’ll go into this other thing. So I read that “Being a middle child would mean they are loners. They really don’t like to latch on to a person in a relationship; therefore they have trouble keeping one due to lack of interest. Not liking to take the limelight for anything, they are not over achievers and just simply work enough work to get by, and typically that goes with school as well as a career. They are however very artistic and creative.” Yes, it’s okay for me to search online for this dribble, since I can call it research – but for the rest of you it seems like a desperate attempt to fill your head with useless facts! Stick to the baseball trivia. Finally! I’m a loner who is super-creative but likely not too good at my job. Oh, by the way I don’t like the limelight so you won’t find me on stage at any Karaoke bar and I’ll likely use a fake name for this book. Good things to know about myself that I didn’t know before. Of course when you read stuff like this online, you expect to see a waiver saying that these are general statements that may or may not apply to everyone – kinda like a fortune cookie. Not this one, in fact every article I read said what was the truth, and no waiver of any kind. If you are a middle child, you may want a good laugh and read these things. It may interest you to know that marriage is a very poor decision unless you choose the youngest in a family (lovingly referred to in the article as “the last born”). Oh yeah, how about that whole “creative” thing? Is that a laugh or what? Have you seen my drawings? Let me tell you right now, they are not pretty. You think anyone can make stickmen right? Nope. Sure creativity takes many forms – like music or art. Still drawing a blank from my end, perhaps I am not a middle child after all, it is the only logical explanation seeing the credentials of these online analysts. Maybe it’s me who is wrong…wait…no, it’s them. Okay, so you think you know middle children right? Let me tell you what life is like from someone who has been there.