My parents gave my brother $700K as a wedding gift but for my wedding, I received just $100 but then

I've always been the odd one out in my family the black sheep as they say my name's Cheryl James I'm 32 now but for as long as I can remember I've never really fit in I grew up as the oldest child of two doctors Isabella and Adam James my parents were big shots but none of that good stuff ever really came my way all the attention and perks were reserved for my younger twin brothers Scott and Charles the moment those two were born it was like I became invisible to my parents parents at first it

was little things like them getting a bigger slice of cake or newer toys but as we got older it became worse and more obvious I'll never forget my 12th birthday I had been hinting for ages about this art set I saw in a shop window not anything fancy just a simple kit with some decent paints and brushes when my birthday finally came I was so excited to open my one present but what did I find a math workbook by the time I hit my teenage years the favoritism was right in my face family trips were

always based on what the boys wanted if Scott wanted to go skiing we'd be off to the slopes if Charles got into surfing it was straight to the beach my ideas were always dismissed or ignored then came the whole college application process still a sore subject at 18 I fell in love with art restoration I spent hours at the local Museum asking the staff a million questions about how they repaired old artwork when I mentioned studying art restoration in college my mom acted like I'd said I wanted to run away and join the circus art

restoration she laughed Cheryl be serious that's not a real job Scott even chimed in with a smug grin yeah Cheryl why don't you do something useful like becoming a doctor the look of Pride on my parents faces when Scott said that I'd never seen them look at me like that even though my family wasn't on my side I was determined to follow my passion when College acceptance letters started arriving I was thrilled to see that I'd been awarded a scholarship for art restoration I ran into the kitchen waving the letter around practically shouting Mom Dad

I got a scholarship my mom barely glanced up from her medical journal that's nice honey she said did you hear the boys got perfect scores on their SATs the day I left for college felt worlds apart from the day the twins left three years years later I packed up my old laptop and my clothes from the thrift store getting ready to catch the bus to my not so fancy State School my parents were too busy with their work to even give me a ride to the bus station but there was one person who always saw

me for who I was my Grandma Julie she showed up that day and just before I was about to leave she pulled me aside Cheryl sweetie she said slipping a small envelope into my hand I'm so proud of you don't ever forget that inside the envelope was a check it wasn't enough to change my whole life but it was enough to make things a little easier but more than the money what really mattered was that she noticed me that meant everything College was a bit of a mixed experience for me on one hand I was

finally free from always being compared to Scott and Charles I could focus on my studies without feeling like I had to compete for attention but on the other hand money was tight really tight I was barely managing on my scholarship and part-time jobs meanwhile I'd hear about all the fun things my brothers were doing through family calls and social media fancy frat parties spring break trips to Crazy places internships at Big hospitals all paid for by our parents of course as time passed I threw myself into my studies art restoration became more than just a

job I wanted it became my Escape my happy place there was something so satisfying about bringing Beauty back to old forgotten pieces about revealing the hidden potential under layers of dirt and damage in my final year I landed an internship at a small but respected Museum the work wasn't glamorous it was mostly cleaning and organizing but it was a step in the door and I was thrilled when I called home to share the good news my mom's response was exactly what I expected barely interested oh that's nice dear she said sounding distracted did you hear

about Scott's research paper paper it's going to be published in a major medical journal I held back a sigh that's great mom listen I was thinking of coming home for weekend soon maybe we could oh I'm not sure that's a good idea she cut me off quickly your father and I will be really busy we're helping the boys with their research papers you understand right as I hung up the phone that familiar mix of anger and hurt started building in my chest again but this time there was something different a small spark of defiance of

determination I looked around my small dorm room art books stacked on my desk and a half-finished restoration project taking up most of the floor this was my world now a world I had built on my own despite everything forget them I muttered to the empty room I don't need their approval but even as I said it deep down I knew it wasn't true a small part of me still wanted my parents to notice me still hoped that one day they would would see who I really was graduation came and went without much attention for my

family my big day was celebrated with a quick dinner at a chain restaurant so Cheryl what's next dad asked barely looking up from his menu I straightened up and try to sound confident I actually got a job offer from a museum in Los Angeles dad frowned I don't know Cheryl Los Angeles is expensive how much does this job pay I felt my face get hot as I mumbled the not so great starting salary the disappointment on their faces was hard to miss the rest of the dinner was a blur of subtle criticism and more comparisons

to Scott and Charles's academic success as we were leaving the restaurant Grandma Julie pulled me aside don't let them dim your light my dear she whispered slipping another small envelope into my hand go to Los Angeles and chase your dreams inside the envelope was a check just enough to cover my first month's rent in the city I hugged her tightly trying not to cry the next few years were a whirlwind I threw myself into my work slowly making a name for myself in the art restoration World during this time I met John he was a

struggling graphic designer with a kind smile and an infectious passion for his work we clicked instantly over our shared love of Art and our experiences as underdogs in our Fields after dating for a while I decided it was time for John to meet my family from the moment we sat down it was clear my parents had other plans they fired question after question at John each one more intense than the last so John dad began trying to sound casual but failing what are your long-term career prospects JN shifted in his seat clearly uncomfortable well I'm

building up my client base it takes time but I'm making progress Mom jumped jumped in and your income is it enough to support a family my face flushed with embarrassment Mom that's not but Jon squeezed my hand under the table it's okay Cheryl he said calmly I'm not where I want to be financially yet Dr James but I'm working hard to get there the interrogation continued throughout dinner and with each question it was clear my parents weren't convinced I could see Jon's confidence dropping and my own anger Rising as we were leaving mom pulled me

aside Cheryl honey I know you think you care about this boy but you need to be realistic you've already picked a tough career path don't make it harder by being with someone who is no future mom I whispered shocked at how blunt she was dad stepped in too your mother's right Cheryl you need to think about your future Jon seems nice but is he really good enough for you you could do so much better I stood there speech as all the frustration I had bottled up for years nearly boiled over how dare they Judge John

how dare they dismiss my choices once again as John and I started planning our wedding reality hit us hard our savings were pretty small barely enough for a simple ceremony one night after staring at budget spreadsheets for hours I decided to ask my parents for help maybe they'd want to contribute Mom Dad I began cautiously during our weekly call John and I have set a date for the wedding we're trying to keep cost low but I was wondering if you might want to help out a little maybe even just with the planning the silence on

the other end was long and uncomfortable finally mom spoke her voice cold Cheryl you're an adult now if you've chosen to marry this person you need to handle the consequences yourself I hung up feeling awful but not really surprised once again Grandma Julie stepped in to save the day when I told her about the situation she didn't hesitate my dear she said warmly over the phone I may not be able to give you the wedding of your dreams but I want to help make your day special she sent some money and while it wasn't much

it made a big difference in our plans the wedding day came and I had a mix of excitement and nerves the community center we rented was simple but looked lovely decorated with wild flowers and fairylights our close friends helped with everything from the decorations to the homemade cake as I walked down the makeshift aisle Jon's face lit up with a smile that made all the struggles worth it for a moment I forgot about the money issues and my family's negativity and I just soaked in the love in his eyes that Bubble Burst when I saw

my family mom and dad sat stiffly in the front row looking bored and unimpressed I overheard mom whispering to Dad about how tacky the decorations were and how cheap the food seemed Scott and Charles were even worse standing in the corner laughing and glued to their phones I tried my best to ignore them focusing on our vows and the kind supportive faces of our friends it wasn't until the next day that I realized how truly cruel they could be when I woke up my phone was blowing up with notifications Scott and Charles had posted a

bunch of embarrassing photos from the wedding on social media congrats to our big sis on her special day red one caption under a blurry picture of John and me cutting our homemade cake another post had a sarcastic caption nothing says true love like a dollar store wedding next to a picture of our decorations one post showed our buffet table beside a photo of a fancy meal from a high-end restaurant with a caption Cheryl's wedding versus our average Thursday lunch guests which is which the comments were brutal some relatives were horrified by Scott and Charles's Behavior

Aunt Nicole wrote this is completely unacceptable you should be ashamed of yourselves but others found it funny our cousin Mark commented Savage but true that wedding looked like a homeless convention reading through the comments made me feel sick but what hurt the most was seeing my parents responses instead of scolding their sons they were encouraging them mom had commented boys will be boys it's just a bit of harmless fun I didn't call them or demand an apology I just decided to cut them out of my life for a while 5 months after the wedding it

was time for the annual James family reunion even though I had my doubts John thought we should go hoping it might be a chance to clear the air we couldn't have been more wrong the tension was so thick you could feel it I kept it together for the first hour making polite conversation and avoiding my immediate family as much as possible but then I overheard Scott bragging about his latest luxury vacation paid for by our parents of course something inside me snapped must be nice I said loud enough for everyone to he to have Mom

and Dad pay for your entire life the room went silent Scott stared at me speechless what's that supposed to mean he finally asked you know exactly what it means I replied all the frustration I had buried for years boiling over you and Charles get everything handed to you on a silver platter while I've had to fight for every bit of recognition or support mom stepped forward her face red with anger now Cheryl you're being ridiculous we've always treated you kids equally I let out a bitter laugh equal are you serious let's talk about equal I

said counting on my fingers private school tuition for the boys public school for me brand new cars for their 17th birthdays nothing for mine and the grand finale $700,000 for their ivy league educations while I had to scrape by on scholarships and Loans the room was so silent you could hear a pin drop everyone was staring watching our family's Dirty Laundry being aired out in front of everyone mom's voice was cold when she finally spoke if you're so obsessed with money Cheryl maybe you should have married someone rich instead of your poor husband her words

hit me like a slap John who had been quietly supporting me the whole time stiffened beside me how dare you I whispered feeling tears in my eyes John is worth 10 of you he loves me for who I am not for how I can make him look to his country club Friends The Reunion spiraled into chaos everyone started yelling dragging up old grudges years of anger spilling out in the middle of it all a strong voice Rose above the noise enough everyone turned to see Grandma Julie standing up her normally kind face looked Stern and

angry I've watched this family fall apart for years and I won't stand for it anymore she said firmly Isabella Adam your treatment of Cheryl has been shameful and you boys she added turning to Scott and Charles your cruelty toward your sister is unforgivable the room went silent again but mom never wanted to back down spat out mother you don't understand Cheryl has always been difficult always causing problems no Isabella Grandma interrupted the only problem here is your obvious favoritism and your refusal to see the damage you've done I looked around at the shocked faces of

my relatives at Grandma Standing Tall and my parents anger and my brother's smug expressions in that moment something inside me broke but then it came back together stronger I'm done I said quietly but firmly I'm done trying to get your approval done being part of this toxic family John and I are leaving and don't bother trying to contact us the months that followed were tough but John was my rock through it all he held me when the sadness hit celebrated the little victories and never once made me feel bad for the family drama I'd brought

into our lives life has a strange way of surprising you when you least expect it it all started with a phone call Jon had been working tirelessly for weeks pouring everything he had into a pitch for a major client the call came on a sunny Thursday morning I could tell from the look on Jon's face that something big had just happened we got it he whispered barely able to speak Cheryl we got the contract the next few months we a whirlwind John's small design firm blew up overnight and that big client opened doors we never

thought we'd see suddenly we weren't just getting by anymore we were doing really well but with all that success came an unexpected Ed problem my phone started lighting up with notifications friend requests from family members I had blocked long ago messages from distant relatives who suddenly wanted to catch up and then the call I had been dreading Cheryl sweetheart my mom's sugary sweet voice came through the line we heard the wonderful news about Jon's business we always knew you two would make it the calls kept coming my father chimed in saying how proud they were

and how they'd always believed in us I sat there stunned and getting angrier with every lie we'd love to see you mom chirped maybe we could have dinner and celebrate your success as a family that snapped me out of it as a family I repeated my voice hard we haven't been a family for a long time and that's not going to change just because our bank account has I stuck to my decision when my parents showed up at our door unexpectedly I didn't let them in when they sent expensive gifts I sent them back unopened

instead John and I focused on building the life we had always dreamed of we worked hard saved wisely and soon enough we were signing papers for a beautiful apartment right in the middle of the city excited to share our happiness I posted a photo on social media it was a simple shot John and I holding the keys standing in front of our new home next to it was a picture from our most recent visit with Grandma Julie her proud smile shining for the camera I captioned it new beginnings and old love grateful for those who've

been there through it all as I hit post I felt a weight lift off my shoulders this was my family now John Grandma Julie and the friends who had stuck with us through thick and thin we had built this life ourselves despite all the challenges and despite the people who said we couldn't do it the soft evening light poured Through the Windows of our new apartment as I worked in the kitchen getting dinner ready for John and Grandma Julie it was our first real family dinner in the new place and I wanted everything to be

perfect suddenly there was a loud aggressive pounding on the front door that shattered the piece Cheryl open up we know you're in there my blood ran cold I recognized those voices anywhere Scott and Charles before I could react the door burst open and my brothers stormed in their faces Twisted with anger I barely had time to see Jon jump to his feet before Scott was in my face jabbing his finger at my chest you manipulative little he snarled we always knew you were playing a long game but this this is low even for you I

stumbled back shocked by the Venom in his voice what are you talking about I asked Charles laughed a harsh mean sound don't play dumb Cheryl we saw your little social media post showing off your new apartment posing with grand Grandma you think we can't figure it out it hit me what they were accusing me of you think Grandma bought us this apartment we know she did Scott spat you've been playing the poor neglected child for years warming your way into her good graces now you've tricked her into making you the sole Heir anger surged through

me and I stood taller you have no idea what you're talking about John and I bought this apartment with our own money money we worked hard for Charles sneered his eyes darting around the room right sure you did where's the old bat anyway hiding her so we can't talk some sense into her she should be in a cemetery by now I can't wait for her to kick the bucket so I can sell her house and live it up the room went deadly silent for a second I thought I had imagine those awful words then a

quiet voice came from the doorway of the guest room so this is how you really feel about all heads turned to see Grandma Julie standing there her face a mix of shock and disappointment the color drained from Scott and Charles's faces as they realized she had heard everything Grandma Scott stammered we didn't mean Julie raised her hand stopping him I've heard enough she said her voice calm but firm now I understand who truly values me and who sees me as just a meal ticket her words gave me the strength to speak I I think you

both need to leave now for a moment it looked like they might argue but one look at Grandma's hurt yet Resolute face made them back down they slunk toward the door muttering weak excuses the aftermath of that evening hit like a storm my phone wouldn't stop buzzing filled with calls and messages each one reminded me of the mess that had blown up Mom's name flashed on the screen for what felt like the hundredth time and against my better judgment I considered answering I answered the call Cheryl mom's voice was sharp not sounding like a mother

at all you need to fix this your grandmother is furious with the boys you need to smooth things over and tell her it was all a misunderstanding I let out a bitter laugh a misunderstanding they broke into my home and said they couldn't wait for her to die so they could sell her house how is that a misunderstanding they didn't mean it dad jumped in clearly on speaker phone you know how the boys can be they were just upset upset about what I challenged that John and I bought an apartment with our own money that

Grandma loves me mom's voice turns sweet but fake sweetheart we know you've always felt left out but you need to think about what's best for the family your brothers deserve that inheritance don't be selfish something inside me snapped years of frustration and pain boiled over selfish you're calling me selfish after years of favoritism ignoring my achievements and treating JN and me like we don't matter now you have the nerve to ask me to give up an inheritance I never even asked for Cheryl now hold on Dad began but I cut him off no I'm done

I'm done with the guilt trips the manipulation all of it don't call me don't text me and don't come to my door we're through over the next few days I blocked their numbers along with Scott and Charles's it was painful like cutting off something rotten but it was necessary for my healing to begin as the dust settled I found myself surrounded by a different kind of warmth Grandma Julie now fully aware of the family Dynamics she had long suspected became an even bigger part of our Lives an Nicole who had reached out after the wedding

mess became a regular visitor I always knew you were special Cheryl she said hugging me tightly I'm sorry I didn't stand up for you sooner other relatives cousins distant aunts and uncles who had seen how my family mistreated me over the years sent messages of support it felt like a veil had been lifted allowing real relationships to grow where before there had only been obligation J's family blessed them surrounded me with unconditional love his parents who had watched from the sidelines as my own family tore me down went out of their way to make me

feel cherished John and I poured ourselves into making our new apartment a home every piece of furniture every photo on the wall was a symbol of the life we were building together a life built on mutual respect support and love