I paused outside my mother\u2019s house, trying to remember how to wear the fake smile I\u2019d perfected over the years\u2014the one that hid how invisible I felt around my family. Inside, laughter poured through the door: my mother\u2019s voice, my brother Mike\u2019s laugh, and my nephew Tyler showing off to his friends.<\/p>\n
In my hand was a carefully chosen birthday gift for my mom\u2014a delicate gold lily necklace, her favorite flower. Even after years of disappointment, part of me still hoped she\u2019d look at me with warmth and say something kind.<\/p>\n
When Tyler opened the door, he barely hid his annoyance. \u201cOh. You came,\u201d he said coldly before telling me to toss my stuff somewhere.<\/p>\n
Inside, the house was loud and crowded, smelling of fried food and perfume. No one noticed me at first. My mother sat proudly at the center of it all, praising Tyler like he could do no wrong.<\/p>\n
I stood there quietly, holding the gift bag, waiting to be seen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"