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sub4hire -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 7:23:13 AM)
I grew up feeling like one, does that count? My siblings got the world. If I had to borrow 5 dollars I had to sign a contract and tell them exactly when they would get it back. Even in the end I still felt that way. I was always the one who had to work twice as hard for anything out of my parents. While my siblings were screw ups and got everything. Yet, after my father passed I realized just how much he thought of me. When talking to his friends..etc. If anything I was the white sheep. I just wasn't treated that way.

sirsholly -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 7:24:56 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Sundowner purest white am I. Sounds like anemia. Try a good multi-vitamin with extra iron...

BitaTruble -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 7:25:51 AM)
Compared to the rest of my family, I'm about as far from being a black sheep as it gets. Overall, I'm a typical suburban housewife who happens to enjoy a power exchange with my partner. As a youngster, I was extremely focused on my schooling and sports and I tried to stay away from the dysfunction that was day to day life of a warped family by just being gone as much as possible. I was fortunate to make several sports and academic teams and even captained a few of them. I had self-esteem and drug issues which I eventually got over and I've been able to cut out the family members who were/are the most diseased and embrace and appreciate those who are functional adults (and loving on all the rugrats of course!) These days most of the stuff I do is very healthy for me in some respect .. perhaps not physically (I still have that bleeding thing that I just rock on!) but emotionally or spiritually. I'd have to call my eldest brother the black sheep. No job, lives in a pay-by-week motel, a month behind in his rent, can't make his truck payment, never had a healthy personal relationship, just very dirty all around <-- that could have been me if I hadn't learned to care about myself. I think if I don't continue to love and care about myself, it could still be me and I just don't want to ever take the chance on getting into that sort of place because I don't think it will ever be very far away from just a few backward steps or poor choices.

christine1 -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 7:32:18 AM)
i'm the black sheep in my family according to these facts: i have long hair, i'm not anorexic, i don't go to church, and gasp! i drink coffee too! i'm going to hell for sure....well it will be my mothers version of hell i suppose. i also don't talk to my family everyday or consult them about every broken fingernail that comes along, yes i'm definitely a rebel. if living my life the way i want to but still being a good person (yes it is possible, even without going to church), makes me hell bound then so be it.

LadyHibiscus -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 8:16:46 AM)
Black sheep? OH yeah. FREAK. Oddball. Rebel. Never ate sand, though.... except maybe in a mussel that wasn't cleaned! But hey, you lived underwater, eh? So for you it was a CONDIMENT! [:D]

Daddysredhead -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 8:19:21 AM)
Funny that this comes up right after I revisited my past at my HS reunion last night. Several people told me last night that they used to look up to me, that I was always able to be funny, smart, have friends in every clique - even if the other friends were disapproving, and just kinda did my thing, while being someone that so many people wanted to be friends with. I was happy and humbled to hear that, esp. coming from some people who I never dreamed I would. I was smart, in chorus, marching band, drama, foreign language club, and a student govt officer for the last 2 years. While several of my friends used to use me as a way for them to go to places that their parents would never agree to otherwise (Mom, "Red" is going to ____, can I go, too? Therefore if I was going, it must not be as bad as they thought, lol), I had my fun and I was a badass to those who got in my way, but I didn't make many enemies. As for my family, I am the "connecting child" of a blended family. My mom had 4, my dad had 3, and I'm theirs. They are all much older than me. So, I've always felt kind of like a loner when it comes to my siblings. I am the "eccentric" one, the most free-spirited one in my circle of friends - whether nilla or "twisted" - I do and say what I feel, within reason, and what other people think only concerns me a little. When I go beyond the "norm" and way out in left field, most people I know kinda shake their heads and say, "It's Red, it figures." Signed, Happily Weird

lusciouslips19 -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 8:25:55 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: BitaTruble Compared to the rest of my family, I'm about as far from being a black sheep as it gets. Overall, I'm a typical suburban housewife who happens to enjoy a power exchange with my partner. As a youngster, I was extremely focused on my schooling and sports and I tried to stay away from the dysfunction that was day to day life of a warped family by just being gone as much as possible. I was fortunate to make several sports and academic teams and even captained a few of them. I had self-esteem and drug issues which I eventually got over and I've been able to cut out the family members who were/are the most diseased and embrace and appreciate those who are functional adults (and loving on all the rugrats of course!) These days most of the stuff I do is very healthy for me in some respect .. perhaps not physically (I still have that bleeding thing that I just rock on!) but emotionally or spiritually. I'd have to call my eldest brother the black sheep. No job, lives in a pay-by-week motel, a month behind in his rent, can't make his truck payment, never had a healthy personal relationship, just very dirty all around <-- that could have been me if I hadn't learned to care about myself. I think if I don't continue to love and care about myself, it could still be me and I just don't want to ever take the chance on getting into that sort of place because I don't think it will ever be very far away from just a few backward steps or poor choices. Sounds like as the only functional one you were the black sheep of your family.[:)]

sambamanslilgirl -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 8:26:31 AM)
i'm not the blacksheep of the family however i do feel i don't belong especially during family gatherings (which i tend to avoid as much as possible). in high school - i was the opinionated, rebel, popular geek. i had my own set of friends who were friends within other groups (the jocks, nerds, wastiods, cheerleaders, Latin Kings, etc). so i was able to move about high school societies fairly easily. plus i part of so many social clubs from Catholic Youth Ministry to French/Spanish clubs as well as Model U.N. and girls' chorus.

Lucylastic -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 8:47:39 AM)
Black sheep here, but I blame my parents, they were their own families blacksheep. I was just keeping up the family tradition, so there, :) Lucy

KMsAngel -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 9:11:45 AM)
white sheep. family peacemaker, teachers pet. i'm slowly turning gray (oops, need to visit the hairdresser) as i'm the only one that lives so far away (other side of the world), doesn't mind speaking my mind or attend some type of religious institution.

Aynne -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 9:12:36 AM)
Wild child of Ward and June Cleaver here. I used to call my mother by her first name and when she would spank me I would always ask her if that was all she had. They are all ( sister included ) very New England religious puritanical repressed and uptight. They are still waiting for me to give in, settle down and procreate. I just turned 39 for god's sake, stop asking. [8\|]

everhope -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 6:15:40 PM)
you eating sand Lushy reminded me of me eating snails fresh off the fence. my Father even filmed me carefully removing the shells with chubby 2 year old fingers before popping them into my mouth. a connoisseur or beginnings of the black sheep...hmmm...don't think eating snails as a toddler is a an indicator of becoming a black sheep, but the black sheep i did become. i had a life to live and i had no problem doing it with or without their approval. oh well... i loved them and when they needed me at the ends of their lives, i was there present with all the colorful experiences that i had gathered being the black sheep.

fluffyswitch -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 8:40:52 PM)
just about black as pitch. though apparently i was relatively well liked, i still don't really believe it. i didn't care by the end, i still don't. i'm a very proud freak, it truly takes talent and skill to really be just as strange as i really can be. though part of it was that i ended up being counterculture in a lot of ways that really didn't work with very small town life, and that didn't become obvious until i went to college and realized other people like the same stuff i do.

Leatherist -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 8:46:02 PM)
I'm not a sheep-I'm a goat. Anton said so-so there.[8D]

stella41b -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 10:05:51 PM)
Total black sheep here. Before I was born my mother was told she was expecting a girl. My parents were overjoyed as they always wanted a daughter. I was to be called Lindsay. My grandmother, perceived as a battleaxe by all but me made it clear that my mother was to come home to her native Glasgow for my birth. I ended up being born in Yorkshire, as a boy, my parents couldn't get over their disappointment and my mother literally dumped me on my grandmother in Glasgow. When I was 3-4 years old my godparents were emigrating to Canada and my godmother wanted to adopt me and take me to Canada. My mother backed out at the last minute and I was taken back by my parents back to Yorkshire suffering as a result. My gender issues hammered the final nails in the coffin so to speak. When I came back to the UK in 2005 I had planned to come out to my grandmother and live with her in Glasgow taking care of her, but she was ill and my godparents in Toronto, who accept me (though I have a homophobic cousin who doesn't) and I waited as she waited to see me but I had begun my transition. Grandmother died in June 2006. Neither my relatives in Glasgow nor my younger sister in London want to have anything to do with me. My parents are both dead. My family is in Toronto.

angelspassion4u -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 10:33:15 PM)
*I am the black sheep in my father's family.* *1. I was not smart like my cousins* *2. My parents divorced and I lived with my mother (like I had a choice at the time)* *3. Anything I did was wrong* *4. I was adopted so I wasn't a biological child* *5. I lived too far away so they couldn't have a hand in my raising like my cousins* 6. My dad passed away when I was 16 so my statis of the black sheep was even worse, after that. Many other reasons too that I wont go into. Needless to say even though I was an only child in my family. My dad's sister and her kids could do nothing wrong.

Evility -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 11:17:44 PM)
I never felt like a black sheep until I came to the fetish sites. I see way to many templates here.

cravesdom -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 11:52:48 PM)
It's funny, because I am the black sheep in my family, but when I was growing up I tried so hard to fit in. I did everything possible not to rock the boat. I always wanted my parents' approval, but I never got it. I had the audacity to be born a girl instead of a boy and they made sure I never forgot that. I was a great student, in fact I graduated as Valedictorian of my class. I was Prom Queen, Captain of the Academic Olympics team, in the National Honor Society, lead in the school play both my junior and senior year, won a speech contest for the VFW, etc. I had friends from all different cliques because I treated people like I would like to be treated. After I grew up I finally decided that it was time to live my life for me, not for my parents. You should have seen the reaction when I started dating a man who was not white. When my brother was living with his girlfriend instead of getting married, that was somehow my fault. Having a child before I got married probably didn't help either. And if they only knew about my submissive side! I am more than happy to be the black sheep now. Yes, sometimes it bothers me that I am judged for things that I have no control over. But I am me, and I love who I am, even if my family doesn't.

scifi1133 -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/16/2008 11:54:05 PM)
Nope black sheep here......My family never knew what I was up to.

Shadow-tiger -> RE: How many "Black Sheep" here? (8/17/2008 12:50:05 AM)
Sheep? No. Oddball weirdo? Oh hell yes. I had the joy of being the only member of the huge extended family who was in between generations. Like over ten years in either direction, which led to interesting results as all my mentor types were way frickin' older than myself. Or books, lots and lots and lots of books. Also I enjoyed the time honored tradition of discovering how things go together, by first disassembling them with a hammer. Usually the going back together didn't work out so well for some reason. Couldn't do that with the puppies though. After discovering their propensity for pooping I layed off investigating that subject more. Of course there was also my bewilderment why none of the girls near my age wanted to be tied up when I was 8 or so. I mean come on, isn't everyone into that?

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