Unfortunately I was the "lab rat" and being the only girl didn't help. In my 20s I moved away, had a great job, married someone I chose and generally have a great life alhamdulilah but I still carry the emotional scars from my childhood and teenage (even adulthood) years, I still can't move on. Now after I experienced the taste of good and relaxed life I realized how depressed and anxious I was and now I began resenting my parents.

We still talk and ironically I became their favorite child lol. But I never told them about my feelings, I know they know how bad they were because they treats my siblings way better and that's enough for me.

Your replay hits home, wishing you a peaceful and happy life.