At times i feel like nobody will like me for me.In the past i'd try to please others. Even if it was not good for me to do that. When i would stick up for myself. Some people would call me a *****.Some times i feel like i have to be perfect to be cared about and loved. It do's not help that i grew up with having a beauty queen as a sister and a jock as a brother.I was a dork compared to them. I was not popular in high school. My sister and brother growing up picked on me about my looks etc.My mom has said hurtful things to about my looks and my Epilepsy.Most of my family treats me like the black sheep of the family.Plus i'm ashamed and scared of having depression. Because a stigma comes with depression.I know nobody's perfect. But some seem close to being perfect.My family still says hurtful stuff. I wish they'd just shut the hell up and leave me alone.