BuzzFeed is asking women who grew up with brothers to share their "that's so unfair" moment when their parents treated them differently. This call to action is a result of the challenges of growing up with brothers. -Calling All Women Who Grew Up With Brothers — Tell Us Your “That’s So Unfair” Moment When Your Parents Treated You Differently

Title: The Perks of Being a Sister – A Sarcastic Take on Growing Up with Brothers Are you one of those lucky girls who had the privilege of growing up with brothers? If so, you must have experienced how special it is to be constantly reminded of how different you are from them. We all know the drill – from the moment we are born, being a girl automatically means we get fewer privileges, fewer opportunities, and fewer chances to breathe because, well, boys will be boys. But fear not sisters, because today we get to share our "That's So Unfair" moments when our parents treated us differently. Let's start with the basics. Remember how you were expected to do all the household chores just because you were a girl? Well, your brothers were excused because apparently, it's not their responsibility. Why should they lift a finger when they have a damsel in distress to do it all for them? And don't forget the joy of being told that you can't go out with your friends because your brothers are not allowed to go out at night either. Yes, because obviously, a girl's safety is not a priority. Silly us for thinking so! Oh, and let's not forget the endless comparisons. Your brothers could be failing every class, causing chaos wherever they go, and constantly getting into trouble, but as long as they were boys, it was all good. But if you dared to bring home anything less than an A, well, that was simply unacceptable. It’s almost as if our parents expected less of our brothers, while simultaneously expecting us to perform at a level that could only be attained with superpowers. It’s not just our parents who treat us differently, but society as a whole. Because being a girl means that we can't enjoy the same things as our brothers do. Can't play sports that are deemed "too aggressive" for us, can't wear clothes that are "too revealing," and apparently, can't be as funny as our brothers because we are supposed to be delicate and ladylike. So, in conclusion, growing up with brothers is truly a gift that keeps on giving. The endless double standards, the unequal treatment, and the constant reminder that we are not as important as our brothers. It's almost as if we should be thanking our parents for such a wonderful childhood. Bravo.