Being the youngest in the family has its ups and downs. Part of you loves being the baby because your parents are near retirement and over the whole “parenting” thing.
Most of the time, the youngest gets to do whatever TF they want–your parents went through enough bullsh*t with your older siblings. But, there’s the other part of you that hates being the baby because not only do your parents hold onto your adolescence for dear life, they also know all of your dirty tricks. It’s a love/hate relationship–ya feel me?