I like that thought "No one belongs here more than you do." I used to feel like I didn't belong. My mother became pregnant with me when my brothers were three and ten months old and she was just nineteen . I can only imagine how happy she was at the prospect of another child. I've tried to talk with her about it, but I don't think she is being honest. (because she doesn't want to hurt me. I get it. But my Dad tells a much different story.) I think it might partly be why I had so much depression earlier in my life. I think I have healed, thankfully.