When my parents chose my brother’s game over my wedding, I felt an all-too-familiar sting of neglect. Little did they know, this decision would spark a family upheaval likе no other. The fallout from their favoritism sent sh.ockwaves through our community, leaving them with no choice but to face their actions.
Ever since my younger brother Mike, 21, was born, my parents have fussed over him for everything. He was the center of their world, and I was left in the shadows. My mom especially seemed to forget I existed.
Mike grew up spoiled and entitled, while I was neglected. I am 27 years old now and my parents didn’t spend a dime on my education. Recently, I discovered that my college fund had been used to buy Mike a new car and a house. The only person who ever stood up for me was my grandpa.
Then I met Lucas. He made me feel loved and cherished in a way I had never experienced. When we decided to get married, I thought maybe this was the chance for my parents to show they cared. I invited them to a family dinner to break the news.
“Oh, honey, unfortunately, Mike has his game. We can’t come to the wedding,” my mom said without a hint of regret.
“Are you serious?” I responded, trying to keep my voice steady. “This is my wedding we’re talking about. You can’t miss it for a game.”
“Emily, you know how important this game is for Mike,” she replied, her tone dismissive. “He’s been working so hard for it.”
“And what about me?” I shot back, unable to hide my frustration. “You missed all my ballet performances, my graduations, and now my wedding? When will I ever be a priority?”
My dad chimed in, clearly uncomfortable. “Emily, we’re really sorry, but you know how your brother is. He needs our support.”
“I needed your support too!” I exclaimed, feeling the sting of their favoritism all over again. “But you were never there for me. Not once.”
I realized quickly that they wouldn’t change their minds. Their favoritism didn’t surprise me; they had always put Mike first. But it still hurt deeply.
On my wedding day, it was my grandpa who gave me away. It was a beautiful ceremony, and for a moment, I felt likе the most important person in the world.
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