Wow, this describes how I felt growing up. Everybody laughed at me for reasons I didn’t understand, and people loved to ‘wind me up’ because I got so upset.
Lots of sibling rivalry too, so no respite or comfort or protection there. My dad was very kind, at least. But most of the other people in the family just didn’t seem to value me as I was. I tried to be invisible too.
Still trying to work through all of this. I’m glad you’re finding a way through. I hope to continue to recover.
Thanks for writing this, it really struck a chord.