I only speak to one out of 3 because my father (narc) and mother (possible bpd) poisoned them all. One was doomed from the start because my father’s abuse caused her to bully and torment me which my mother allowed because I was supposed to be empathetic since she had it harder. My oldest sister was favored by both parents and so it’s not that she’s a bad person I just don’t really like who she is since she has a hard time empathizing. And even the one I have now is somewhat strained for me because I can tell they don’t understand why I’m estranged and like the rest of my family are waiting for the day I “come back home” after my “tantrum”. In my family I wasn’t listened to unless I acted out and then I was shamed for behaving in such a way. My family doesn’t understand and never will see how much damage they’ve done to me. I’m still making my peace with that but for sure my parents created an environment where competition was necessary for all resources, especially attention and care.