Dear Prudence,
When we were kids, my sister was always the “smart” one and I was the “pretty” one. She still seems to cling to this division 10 years after high school. She tells stories that exaggerate errors I have made, or twists them to turn bad luck into a mistake on my part. (Once I was late because I ran into traffic, and she told everyone I hadn’t learned to tell the time until I was 14.) Since I moved back to our hometown to help our dad at the family business she has only gotten worse. Not only does she disparage me to my relatives, she insults me to people I do business with. (I am an accountant, and I don’t need her to tell people I am innumerate.) She was always going to be a doctor and change the world, and she ended up a stay-at-home mom in the town she grew up in. I know she loves her kids, but she often talks about what she could have done if she’d not gotten married. I don’t know how to get her to stop doing something that is so ingrained in her view of the world—not to mention, I suspect, her self-image.
—Smart vs. Pretty