"Atz Lee was the favorite, and quite a rascal, defiant in his right to play and goof off...I didn't understand that it was not my brother's fault he was the favorite, and I resented him badly for it. I had a sharp tongue and I used my intuition like a weapon; whatever insecurity and weakness I sensed in him, I exploited. I tried to make him feel as badly about himself as my dad made me feel about myself. My need to be loved was so strong that it took several years for my writing to expose the real issue, and for my conscience to get a foothold and defend my younger brother. To this day I am deeply regretful and sorry that I was not mature enough to see he was not an enemy but a victim in the same war. It took years of reflection to see that being the favorite can be a worse trap, as it leaves no door to exit by; loyalty to the love one receives, dysfunctional as it may be, is sometimes too strong a force to break from. I had no idea what a gift it was that at least I knew I wanted out."
~ Never Broken by Jewel
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Jewel ~ Who Will Save Your Soul
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