<human>: I'm a 20 year old female in college, my parents are respectively 67 and 70. I'm back home for the break, and whenever I come home I'm always filled with such dread (especially around holidays). I don't really have friends to come home to, nor does my family really interact much. I finally realized today that my family background is the reason I try so hard to fit in nowadays; the reason I care so much what others think. I want to fit in where I can, because my childhood didn't. 

A quick history of how my childhood is so different: I'd never been to a beach until this year. I don't know my extended family. We don't put up Christmas tree anymore. I don't get wrapped presents. No family vacations (ever). Seriously at home, we just do our own thing, no catching up. (I have an older brother too, btw)

Anyway, I know these feelings aren't good and I really shouldn't compare myself and my life to others, but it's getting harder and harder. So I'm hoping someone on here will be able to relate and possibly give some words of wisdom.

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<bot>: I have parents who are about 50 years older than me and because of that my family life is different from others. I compare my life to others, don't know how to accept it.