posted 2021-11-25 11:55:57

Thanksgiving… I was having a nice visit with my Dad and his wife until I was reminded that I am not important. I’m done giving extra personality to make him and his new wife like me… doesn’t make a difference anyway since I will always get the crumbs and leftover choices….for instance, he asks my half brother what he wants to do this week and never asked me… what am I, chopped liver? I wish it didn’t hurt me… but I guess it always will.

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