My adoptive parents had two of their own children, 1 boy and 1 girl, then my adoptive mother had a few miscarriages. In 1966 they adopted me, then when I was 3 they adopted another boy who was 5 yrs. That still left me at the bottom. I have been treated like I was adopted my whole life by adoptive mother(not my adoptive father), but because my adoptive father seemed to favor me over all of the other children, she made my life hell.(I love her and wouldn't be me without her, but someone else may have been nicer to grow up with.) Even though I am the only child who still helps everytime she calls and I am the only who stayed at the hospital on a roll in bed, but a disabling back injury, I am still at the bottom. I was just informed the other day that she is leaving most everything to my older brother(her natural child) eventhough he was abusive to me and my children and now her. I understand how you feel, but God put me there for a reason, and he has been with me the whole time. I grew up to be very strong and independent, intelligent and compassionate, despite her. I may not have made it thru my injury and everything that I have had to deal with because of it, if I hadn't gone thru what I went thru with her. So take heart and know that in the end, it is only you that is there 24-7 for the rest of your life and if you like who you are....No matter how favored you are would have mattered.
