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I remember my high school graduation. While everyone's parents were taking photos and crying happy tears, mine were busy recording Emily's impromptu performance in the parking lot. I spent two hours in my cap and gown, but they didn't take a single picture of me.

I remember my tenth birthday party. Mom spent weeks planning Emily's dance recital that same day. Nobody came to my party because they were all at the recital. I sat alone with my untouched cake while Emily got standing ovations and flowers.

I was twelve when my parents forgot my piano recital because Emily had a throat infection. They spent the evening comforting her while I performed alone on stage. When I came home with my certificate, they didn't even notice. That's when I realized I'd always be second best.

I was twelve when my parents threw Emily's first big recital. They spent my college fund on a grand piano, saying it was "for the family." But everyone knew it was just for her. I spent that evening serving refreshments while she basked in the spotlight.

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 next day, they didn't even ask how it went. Just another day of being the invisible child.

I was twelve when my parents forgot my piano recital because Emily had a throat infection. They spent the whole evening comforting her while I performed alone on stage. When I came home with my first-place trophy, nobody even noticed. They were still fussing over her cough.

Yesterday was my parents' anniversary celebration. They invited the whole family, even distant cousins, but "forgot" to tell me about it. I only saw the photos on Facebook. Well, I cancelled their Netflix subscription - the one I've been paying for since 2019.

When I was 12, I broke my arm at gymnastics practice. My dad was supposed to pick me up, but he was at a business dinner. The coach called three times before my stepmom finally showed up, two hours later, complaining about missing her book club.