I'm so sorry, Jules. :( I know how awful that can be. My brother is a couple years older than me, and so we went through high school, middle school, and elementary school together. Elementary school was no big deal, man...those were the days. ;) Anyway, middle school came along and things weren't too awful...but at the time, my parents thought I could have done much better...after all, my brother did well. :rolleyes:
Lucky me, high school wasn't much better. Let's just say I did okay, but I could have done quite a bit better. My brother was always on the high honor roll, he was the quarterback on the football team and a varsity basketball starter. Me? I got by with B's and occasionally a couple A's, I played a few sports...but I wasn't a team "star" by any means.
Naturally, my parents ragged on me all the time..."Your brother did this...your brother did that." They never really seemed to understand how much it bothered me and how awful it made me feel...and not to mention, how different my brother and I were. It took me until junior year to confront them about it. After talking to them though, they stopped. Granted, it might not really be that easy...but hey, it worked. :)
Maybe you could try talking to them.
If push comes to shove, tell your aunt to shove it up her...you know where I'm going with that one. ;):p
...and just remember, no one here would ever compare you to anyone. We are all always here to talk and offer shoulders to cry on. :) And hey, you've always got Daisy and Molly too. :)