I strive to achieve, to impress my family but all they see me as is a nuisance. My dad is never home, and when he is he full out ignores me. When he doesn't he yells, and after I cry he apologizes and cracks a joke. That's about it. My mother thinks that I am not good enough. Not as pretty as my sister, not as athletic as my brother. I don't 'try'. I constantly put on a smile, seeming like a normal human been and I don't do it to convince myself I'm not sad. I live by the philosophy "it's better to make others happy, even if it means you're not happy yourself."