No one can trip your triggers quite like the people you grew up with.

My sister has informed me I am a "lazy-***** bum," which is essentially what my parents told me my whole life and which contributed mightily to the fact that my self-esteem has always been off the negative end of the scale. You live what you learn, ya know? If nobody believes in you, you quit trying.

And, actually, I got quite a lot accomplished today -- it's just not enough for HER. Because she is a Type AAAAA+++ (way more hyper and busy than a plain Type A) and I am ... more laid-back, and she can't understand that I'm not her nor do I want to be. (My mother is 80 and still asks why I'm not more like her, since our birthdays are only 4 days apart. So there's another lifelong jab.)

Anyone with similar stories who wants to commiserate?