Living Well Without Them

My parents treated my sister like royalty while I got nothing but criticism and leftovers from her

perfect life. They paid for her college, her car, her dream wedding,

while I worked three jobs just to afford community college. Every achievement I had was dismissed,

every milestone ignored. When I finally made it big with my tech startup and bought

my dream house, guess who showed up at my door? All three of them, suitcases in hand,

expecting to move in. My sister had blown through everything they gave her and

was now working at McDonald's. My parents suddenly remembered I existed now that I had money.

They apologized with tears in their eyes, saying family comes first.