…But only if you agree to my terms. I told them, “Since you were so obsessed with ‘protecting children’ and keeping the environment ‘adults only,’ you can comeâbut strictly alone. No spouses. No kids. You leave your families at home, just like I was left at home.”
I continued, “And since you treated me like a child well into my late teens, excluding me from family memories, you will be seated at a designated table in the back. No speeches, no walking down the aisle, no special photos. You are guests, nothing more.”
The room went dead silent. My oldest brother stuttered, saying that was unreasonable because they have families now. I laughed and said, “Funny how ‘family’ only matters when itâs convenient for you. When I was 17, I was your sister, but that wasn’t enough for an invite. Now, you want special treatment?”
They tried to guilt-trip me, saying I was punishing their kids and partners for something that happened years ago. I looked my mom dead in the eye and said, “Iâm not punishing them. Iâm just giving my siblings the exact same consideration they gave me: Zero.“
They stormed out again. As of today, two have refused to come, and one is begging me to reconsider. But Iâm sleeping like a baby. My wedding will be surrounded by people who actually wanted me around. RSVP denied.
