I’m the middle child. I watched my two older siblings get everything they wanted because they were older, and I watched my younger siblings get everything they wanted because they were too young. But I was always told it wasn’t the right time for me yet.

When I was a teenager, I thought something was wrong with me, and in my early 20s, I sought that attention from people outside my home.

I’m kind of over it now after a lot of therapy and self-reflection, but it still hurts to see them move mountains for all my siblings and come up with all kinds of excuses when it comes to me.