In the fifth grade, I wrote an entire speech about being the middle child, and that whiny, 10-minute rant earned me an A. So basically I'm an expert on middle child syndrome.
To be fair, I technically share the "middle" title with my twin sister, so life isn't as bad as it could be if I were completely on my own.
But I totally get the struggle. My older brother thinks he's the boss of me, my younger brother is the apple of my parents' eye, and my sister and I are just sort of existing somewhere in between them.