Evolving alongside my twin sister

This is my twin sis, Devon. She is 4 minutes older than me, but I came out feet first and technically pushed her out, which gives me some real points.

We grew up in a log cabin in the woods in rural Ohio. The odds were stacked against us from an economic, resource, and family dynamic perspective, but we blew entirely through them. Because of each other.

Having a twin sister is like constantly being followed by a version of yourself from the multi verse. You carry around a permanent, inescapable mirror that reflects back to you how well or poorly you are doing life 24/7. It’s fucking exhausting. It’s also incredible.

Devon and I now live across the street from each other in Brooklyn and we are constantly reckoning with how aligned and meshed we want our lives to be. We talked about sister therapy for our 31st birthday.

I have someone who shares the same ingredients of life as me and we now get to decide what kind of dish we both make with them. I can’t wait to see who we become.