TL;DR
So...
I have a bad case of middle child.
I feel ignored, taken for granted, and like I have to do things for myself, and I Will never be... I don't know... enough.
The things I say are ignored unless someone else repeats them, the things I do are forgotten and discarded.... nothing matters.
It's been pretty bad for a few days, and then my grandparents sent my sister a birthday card. She's turning 22. Tomorrow actualy. She's awesome and I love her.
...
and if they hadn't pretty much stopped sending me cards while I was in highschool I wouldn't mind. They send one occasionaly but...
I don't know. I try I really do, but I dont' think they care and it's so hard and I'll never be what they want, and unless I can give them what they want, they don't care.
And this is probably all melancholy bitching.
I have a bad case of middle child.
I feel ignored, taken for granted, and like I have to do things for myself, and I Will never be... I don't know... enough.
The things I say are ignored unless someone else repeats them, the things I do are forgotten and discarded.... nothing matters.
It's been pretty bad for a few days, and then my grandparents sent my sister a birthday card. She's turning 22. Tomorrow actualy. She's awesome and I love her.
...
and if they hadn't pretty much stopped sending me cards while I was in highschool I wouldn't mind. They send one occasionaly but...
I don't know. I try I really do, but I dont' think they care and it's so hard and I'll never be what they want, and unless I can give them what they want, they don't care.
And this is probably all melancholy bitching.