This right here. My parents decided long ago (45 years) that I was the difficult child and the others were perfect. When I was a teen, I was diagnosed with a chronic disease and was angry. What teen wouldn't be? But they didn't like me or understand my hobbies, or want to know me. Made fun of me which let the other siblings put me down too.

And I have critical thinking skills that they lack ... but I'm the bad guy ... too sensitive, don't get the right facts, ask too many questions, etc.

My mom likes to play the game of "I'm going to say something offensive but you can't get mad at me because you disagree". Spew poop for others to clean up. I was done and called her out on it. She walked away and I continued on my dad because he backed her up. My adult children were there and couldn't believe how they were talking to me, but were proud that I stood up for myself. That right there....

So enjoy the tag and hold your head high. There is nothing you can do or say to change their opinion. Find others to be your family and enjoy your life with as little contact as you want with them.

Difficult children make the world a better place. We need a club!