I used to feel like that well into my early adult life. It's something I've contemplated much since my mom passed and as I've grown in motherhood as my sons have grown. This thought process began as I take them to their pediatric appointments. I'd ask myself why I let them answer before rushing in, to answer for themselves. Why have I often been so quiet and shy? My mom, even into my adult years would answer for me. Why didn't I feel as a member of my maternal family or as close for many years? I felt overshadowed, hence like "not belonging."

I don't feel as much like that, anymore. I do "hear" what you are saying. Shared my thought process in hopes that it gives some food for thought as you process your own feelings.