The Black Sheep
As I have grown, I have realized that I am the black sheep of my family. Or in other words, I do not fit in like the rest. Obviously every person should stand out, and not be exactly like every one of their family members, but I especially do not fit. Sure, I have a very similar personality structure like my dad, and a laugh like my mom's, but I have found that many of my dominant traits, that really showcase who I am, do not fit well with my family. For instance, I am a very emotional individual. I express myself and think primarily about my emotions. I have a strong heart. My parents, however, may be a couple of the most unemotional people I have ever met. Not that they do not experience emotion, but that they suck at expressing them. My brother as well. He has a very hard time conveying how he feels. There is nothing wrong with that at all, it just makes no sense to me. When I react primarily based on my emotions, my family often accuses me of being too sensitive. I used to see ...