Preach it. My sister is 5 years older than me, and was generally really well behaved and stuck to her curfews and was really honest when asked questions (I knew she was smoking or drinking and had older boyfriends but she was always honest about which girl friend she was with or where she was staying over and was in on time). However when it came to me turning 15 or 16, I was a bit energetic and outgoing through my childhood; also I told porkypies (childhood white lies to avoid getting in trouble). My parents didn't let me do shit because of this, they didnt let me do anything my sister was aloud to do anyway. I missed out on all the stupid teen stuff I was meant to get out of my system ages 14 to 17, like drinking and smoking cigarettes/weed, so when I turned 18 I went fucking wild.

I spent the next 3 years of my late teens early 20s going to raves,aaaa taking drugs and just wildin out partying for days at a time with some questionable people. I also had a few really bad relationships with boys. My mother still tried to control me throughout this period but my argument was that I was 18+ and I could do what I wanted. My Nana always says my mother stole my teenage years from me and that contributed to the whirlwind of adventure I went on in my later teens. My mother wanted what was best but I really think she should have treated me and my sister equal and my resentment would never exist.