Emotional....boo

So I was laying in bed last night , trying so very hard not to throw up. It didn't work , but I tried. and that's what counts. Anyways I didn't get on to talk about that. I got on to say that As I was laying in bed I was looking at a picture of my sisters and I on my Ipod that was taken 3 years ago. For the life of me I could not figure out where I fit in. at all. My mom is my mom. My dad is my dad. Brett is the down to earth , smart, girly girl. everything a parent could ask for in a daughter. Colby is smart , and Beautiful , and funny , and just your all american girl. again , everything you could ask for in a daughter. Then there's me. I have a wild imagination. I dream big , I'm hardly ever "down to earth" I can't save money. Seriously it's impossible for me. I've tried. I'm not especially funny. I don't fit into my family at all. I feel so.... left out. I mean I was looking at this picture and couldn't figure out what I was doing. I don't fit in. I ended up crying myself to sleep. I don't belong. I don't mind not fitting in I suppose. I don't mind not belonging, but you know. every kid knows just where they fit in , in their family. I don't. I just want Gregg to get back from his cruise. I feel like I fit in when I'm with him. I dunno. I promise i'm not usually this much of a mess.