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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:troubledn.blog.co.uk,2009-11-10:/</id><title>http://troubledn.blog.co.uk/</title><link rel="self" href="http://troubledn.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://troubledn.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-10T02:04:15+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:troubledn.blog.co.uk,2007-05-16:/2007/05/16/hurt~2283374/</id><title>Hurt</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://troubledn.blog.co.uk/2007/05/16/hurt~2283374/"/><author><name>troubledN</name></author><published>2007-05-16T22:22:26+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:22:26+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I’ve always felt different to my sisters whether because it was obvious physically or because people always pointed it out. I acted and still act like I don’t care but it hurts so much to feel ‘ugly’ in comparison to them. They are everything I am not. I know they know it, my parents know it – everyone does. The little remarks when I was younger ‘these girls look just like sisters…..this is one looks different’.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sometimes one little argument brings it all back - i hate this feeling. I just want to feel like i am a part of this family - i don't think anyone understands me. I know my parents look at me and are disappointed in how i turned out, i guess i am too when i look at my sisters.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Words which have been said are embedded in my heart and i cannot forgot those..........
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