it is unfair to me that i am the one to carry the burden of being the eldest daughter. my older sister was 15 when i was born. she went to boarding school in canada at 16. she was my role model, the one i would always strive to be like. from a young age i learned that i would never compare to her, the golden child. the one my mother taught right, the daughter i could never be. why is it that i hold together the strings that connect my family if i am constantly reminded that i am just the placeholder daughter?