At Family Dinner, My Sister Introduced Her New Boyfriend — And For Some Reason, They All Kept Staring At Me. When He Asked What I Do For Work, My Mom Cut Me Off: “Don’t Embarrass Us.” Everyone Laughed. My Sister Added, “Maybe Lie This Time, So You Don’t Sound So Pathetic.” I Just Smiled… Until Their Faces Went Pale.

“How’s the photography thing going?” became their standard question, the slight pause and emphasis making it clear they expected me to have given up by now. When I couldn’t afford to join them on their annual Aspen ski trip, my mother told relatives I was “finding myself” rather than admit I was scraping by on a photographer’s early career income.

Family dinners became exercises in endurance. Each gathering featured the same routine: Father highlighting Amanda’s accomplishments, Mother subtly questioning my life choices, and Amanda basking in her role as the child who hadn’t disappointed everyone.

“Your cousin Patrick just made junior partner at his law firm,” my mother would announce. “Remember how you two used to compete at everything?”

The unspoken comparison hung in the air.

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