[ ... Okay, maybe that was a bit harsh. The irritation flags and she holds up her hands again, because she didn't mean to hit that hard. She takes a breath, tries to calm herself down, and not come out hitting so hard.]

You're right. You're right, and I know you've been trying.

[Her shoulders slump slightly as she tries to put her feelings into words.]

It's just ... every time you dismiss me by saying that this is all easy for me because "everybody loves me" ... that's not necessarily true. I might be the "easier" sister to deal with, but that doesn't really give me a lot of room to be myself. There weren't a lot of people that really saw me and loved me because of who I am.

Most of the time, unless it was Curtis or you, it felt like it was in spite of it.