Solving their problems.
Whenever Paige stumbled, the whole family gathered around to catch her.
Whenever I stumbled, I learned to stand back up before anyone noticed.
By sixteen, I had a part-time job at a grocery store.
At eighteen, I bought my own used car.
I worked my way through college, balancing classes with late shifts and weekend jobs, while Paige's tuition appeared every semester as quietly and reliably as rain.
Nobody called it favoritism.
They simply said Paige needed more support.
They called me independent.
They called me strong.
For years, I believed those words were compliments.
I didn't realize they were also excuses.
My Parents Gave My Sister $100,000 but Told Me I Was Worth Nothing — So I Cut Them Out of My Life for Good
