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When I was 12, I fell off my bike and broke my arm at summer camp. The counselor called my mom at her yoga retreat. She told them to just handle it and bill her later. I spent six hours in the ER alone.

When I was 12, I fell off my bike and broke my arm in three places. My dad was supposed to pick me up from the ER, but he was at a golf tournament. The nurse kept saying he'd come soon, but I ended up taking a cab home.

The desert sun hung like a brass coin in the cloudless sky, beating down on the weathered boardwalk. Sarah Matthews stood in the shadow of the general store, her cotton dress heavy with dust, watching as riders approached through the shimmering heat waves.

When I was 12, my appendix burst during my brother's graduation ceremony. My dad just told me to stop being dramatic and sit still. Three hours later in the ER, the nurse asked him why he waited so long to bring me in.

When I was 14, I collapsed during track practice and ended up in intensive care with severe dehydration. My mom was at a wine tasting event and told the nurse she'd check on me tomorrow. That's just how it always was with her.

When I was 14, I collapsed during track practice. The coach called my mom's office, but she was in a meeting and told her secretary to just text her updates. I spent three days in pediatric ICU with severe dehydration and heat stroke.

When I was 14, I broke my arm at soccer practice. My mom was at a wine tasting event when the coach called. She told him to just drop me at the emergency room and said she'd check on me tomorrow. I sat there alone for six hours.

Mother's birthday celebration felt like another opportunity for comparison. While Jessica showcased her promotion at the law firm, I sat quietly, watching Father beam with pride. The crystal glasses clinked, each sound emphasizing my perceived failures.