Families...

I wonder if everybody thinks the same way about his/her place in the family. I feel like the failure in my family and the one on the outside. My sisters are beautiful, stylish, successful, smart, talented, well-liked, well-off, and great at everything they do. Then there is me... I am not good at much, average and plain, overweight and struggling with it, one of the lowest paid professionals, without many close friends to hang out with, etc. I know they look at me and wonder how I came to be in the family; maybe they were right all those years ago when they teased me and told me I was really adopted.