Excellent points made there. Real brain food.

It's true, what I probably envied most wasn't necessarily that she got her own way all the time, but that people were compassionate for her mental handicap, but not for mine. In all fairness, though, it wasn't until much later in life that it was even discovered I *had* a mental disability.

ETA: It's just occurred to me. I too have a history of seizures when I'm under tremendous stress. However, again, that didn't come up until much later in life. I was in my 30's before I ever had one. No doctor ever told family members to humor me, give in to me, or let me win. So, they didn't. Nor did they shield me from the abuse at school. They didn't know to.