Daughters 3 and 4

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Trish and I are different from our older sisters. They are known for being organized, having good husbands, jobs, and goals. We’re known for being “flaky”—the artists —and our poor choice in first-husbands. Labels are hard to change in a family. They inherited our mother’s management skills, her ability to run a “tight ship.” We inherited our mother’s life-long battle with depression and anxiety. We wonder what happened to us.