Well, my dad was the black sheep such that his mom thought he was possessed and needed an exorcism, but even after she came around he still had that same classification among my aunts and uncles. Now, long after my grandma has died, he’s still the odd one but the siblings are all very fond of each other. Not sure if grandma’s Catholicism started it all, or his undiagnosed ADHD, or just generally being the oldest and quite rebellious in a large household, but it’s all love these days.