I’m not sure if I’ve shared this or not but I’m an only child. There’s sp many studies on growing up and how having siblings or not affects you and the person you turn out to be.
Here are my pros and cons to being an only child …
Growing up as an only child definitely gave me the gift of imagination. Even though I saw a lot of family and friends, I did have more time on my own and could play for hours by myself imagining people and places. I have imaginary friends and would play dress up. This must have played a part in my love of writing and reading as imagination is key to both.
As a result, I’m not afraid of being alone, I actually quite like it. I am comfortable in my own company and don’t need people around me to amuse me. I know some people who are scared to be in the house alone, I relish it!
I think this has led to my independence, I’m quite self-reliant emotionally and don’t feel the need to lean on others that often. I probably try and sort out problems myself, analysing things in my own head more than talking to other people.
As an only child, I got 100% of the support / encouragement from my mum. I never had to fight for attention or love, there was only me to give it to. This also meant I was never compared to someone else or felt any pressure to live up to any siblings, I was able just to be me.
My mum and I are really close because of my upbringing especially losing my Dad when I was young and it’s nice to have her as my mum and friend.
I don’t know what it’s like to have a sibling but if I was as close to them as I am with my mum, it would be great to have someone else to share experiences with, to have their support and advice, especially if they were older and had been through the same things as me. I think I would have liked to have an older sister.
I am no good at sharing. Seriously, I’m really bad. I don’t like lending things to people and I like my things left alone 🙂 When I hear stories about how siblings mess each other’s things up, I can’t believe people let it happen. I’d go mad!
Being an only child, did make it a wrench to go away to university. It was hard being around so many people and sharing a kitchen and bathroom. The first few weeks were pretty tough but I got through it and had fun and I think it made me stronger.
Any other only children out there? How many siblings do you have? How did this affect you growing up?