At my sister’s wedding reception, my mother stood up and told all 200 guests, “At least she wasn’t a complete failure like my other daughter. Even her birth ruined my life and destroyed my dreams.”

If Clara did the bare minimum, it became proof of her brilliance.

I stopped trying to win their love in high school.

Not because I was healed, but because I was tired.

I put myself through college with scholarships, tutoring work, campus jobs, and a level of discipline that bordered on punishing.

I studied computer science because I liked the logic of it.