We only have enough for one of you. And Lily has always shown more academic promise. We believe investing in her education will yield better returns.
My mother reached across to pat my hand in what she probably thought was a comforting gesture. You’ve always been more independent anyway. You can take out loans or maybe consider a community.
College first. The words that followed burned themselves into my memory. She deserved it, but you didn’t.
I stared at them, unable to process the depth of their betrayal. Years of smaller rejections had somehow not prepared me for this ultimate dismissal of my worth. In that moment, the thin threads holding our family together in my mind snapped completely.
That night after the devastating dinner announcement, I locked myself in my bedroom and allowed the tears I’d been holding back to finally fall. The unfairness crushed me. Seventeen years of trying to earn my parents’ approval culminating in this ultimate rejection.