You don't get to choose. You grow up together & you either survive or you don't.
I've spent a lot of time with my family over the last year. I'm glad I have. I've spent more time laughing than I otherwise would. More time appreciating each of my siblings, both parents, aunt/uncle, cousins & grandmother - loving each of them for who they are & trying harder to accept each for what they bring to the table - which typically turns out to be something I'm lacking.
I have 3 siblings & my mom's prayer was answered - that we would all be individuals & unique. That we are. We have similarities, but our personalities all differ. Our strengths, weaknesses, likes, dislikes. We all bring something different to the table. One solid common bond though is the love we have for each other & for the rest of our family.
Even with the disagreements, arguments, hurt, insecurities - I'll still take my family over anyone else's. We may not always show it, but we do love each other. We may inadvertently hurt each other but we love each other & that always prevails.
We've all survived - at times even thrived - and we've definitely all come out on top. Together & as individuals.