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Yesterday was my parents' anniversary celebration. They invited the whole family, even distant cousins, but "forgot" to tell me about it. I only found out through Facebook photos. Well, I cancelled their Netflix subscription - it was on my account anyway.

I was twelve when my parents forgot my piano recital because Emily had a last-minute singing audition. They didn't even call to apologize. I sat alone on that stage, watching other parents proudly filming their children. That night, I stopped playing piano forever.

I remember my 16th birthday. While everyone was celebrating Emily's upcoming recital, my parents forgot about my special day completely. They spent two thousand dollars on her new piano that month, but told me we couldn't afford my school trip. That's when I started keeping score.

Last Christmas, my parents threw this huge party for Emily's record deal. Everyone was there celebrating, while I spent hours decorating the house. Nobody even noticed when I left early. They never do. I'm just the invisible daughter who pays the bills.

I was twelve when my parents threw Emily a huge birthday party with professional decorations and catering. For my birthday that same year, they just bought a grocery store cake. I spent the whole day serving drinks to Emily's friends.

I remember my 16th birthday. While everyone was fussing over Emily's upcoming recital, my parents completely forgot about my special day. I spent the evening alone in my room, watching through the window as they drove off to her rehearsal.

Meanwhile, her social media following grew to 500K. She was booking speaking engagements, selling merchandise with empowering quotes. What she didn't realize was that her own videos were being analyzed frame by frame, proving every contradiction in her story.

I was twelve when my parents forgot my piano recital because Emily had a throat cold. They spent the whole evening nursing her while I performed alone on stage. The teacher recorded it, but they never watched the video. Just another day of being the invisible child.