My younger sister told people, including my teacher, that I was adopted. I wasn't, I was just very different to my birth family and I think my sister hated my difference, hence the passive aggression. Growing up gay in a heterosexual family unit compounded my sense of alienation and isolation. Thankfully now in my fifties (after years of exploring psychology) I've managed to understand those family dynamics and create a loving relationship with my now elderly parents. Although my sibling relationship is still strained.
For years I envied friends who had loving families, but laterly I wonder if I would have found one claustrophobic because ultimately I've enjoyed my questing adventures.
Whatever family we 'choose' I think the word dysfunctional should go in front of the word family. Let's face it most sexual abuse happens within the family home and I would suspect that the 'family' so fondly exalted by the conservatives is not all Enid Blyton. Jeanette's experience was awful but it gave her her grit and determination. She understandably questioned if she was wanted - I would like to suggest that the popularity of her wonderful writing proves that she is wanted - in fact I would say her voice is needed. Thank goodness she isn't normal!