My Parents Wanted My Sister to Walk Down the Aisle First at My Wedding — We Agreed, So They Got Into Our Trap
My parents always made it clear: Melissa was the golden child, and I was the footnote. Every birthday, every family outing, every decision — filtered through her preferences. Even when it was my celebration, Mom asked Melissa what kind of cake she wanted. My own voice became background noise. By thirteen, I’d learned that silence … Read more