OOOhhh I was the black sheep. BUT thats fine by me today because of it I developed many different ways to defend myself and with that also came the drive to want better, to be treated better, to want to discover the real me. I watched my brother the joy of our adoptive mothers and thought I wanted what he was getting, but even that wasn't healthy. I was pushed aside and he was emtionally raped. He still hasnt found his way out of the prison, but I have and am living my life. Its all good!