I nearly had a heart attack this morning. I know what you are all thinking, I am pretty young to have this kind of problem, Sara. You are right, after all, I am only 25, but today one of my friends showed me one of my sister's TikTok videos talking about me, don't you wonder what she said? Great, because I was about to tell you anyway
My sister began by saying that she was adopted when I was five and how I hated her for no reason, and how when we were in high school, she accidentally heard me talking to my friend that I think our parents will pay for my college, not hers, because blood is thicker than water
After that, she told her viewers that she watched me fail math, running from school and destroying my life without saying a thing. And she only focused on her studies. The happy ending to my sister's story is when I didn't get into a university and got a hold scholarship to Yale. She continued to tell the viewers how she was awesome and worked part-time jobs to save for school.
and to reassure everyone that the ending is happy ever after she told them about my mield down, me shouting at her saying how can an adopted no one go to yale, and I can't go . which lead to our parents take the trust fund they saved for my colleague and gave it to her and how my life is mesreable working in ahumble diner broke forced to pay rent to my parents and to attend therapy.
I must say the hurtful thing I heard in that video was that she said her parents said they loved her more than a daughter, and how she showed love and respect more than I ever showed them
I was hardly breathing at this point, but after I read some of the comments congratulating her, which was fine; however, saying that I deserve what I got made my heart break.
Well, dear readers, let's forget about my lovely sister for a moment and my parents, who confirmed my worst nightmares, my name is Sara. I was a happy kid in general, well, until my mother felt extremely ill. We didn't know why then. But after a couple of weeks, we found out that my mother can't have any more children. which was sad at the time. I didn't know why, though. Wasn't I enough even if she couldn't have any more kids? But apparently, my parents had another thought. I wasn't enough. They adopted Lila, why? I really don't know. when I asked my mother she said " aren't you sorry for her.... she has no mother or father, sweetheart " .well there are millions of kids out there without no one, why this one though ? but what my five year old brain understood was they felt pity for her, so I told her that . of cuorse she cried a lot and I was scold and punished for being cruiel
if you think life got better when we grow up, I have some bad news for you I hated her every thing was mine, and lost more than half of it. But what I really wanted back was my parents' love. to not feel like a competition to win. Was it really this hard to be proud of me? She was better than me in almost everything, but this does not mean I was bad. But why would they be proud of an average flower when they had a star? After some time, I stopped trying. I became loud, sometimes rude. I was covering my wound with a mask. I kept telling myself, maybe she is happier now, but who knows? Maybe in the future I will be the star
I know I was rude to Lila when we were 17, but I felt she stole everything from me. She had everything I wanted. Maybe if she weren't there, my parents would have loved me, who knows? I was wrong. I know that now, but does it mean I deserve to live in misery?