I spent most of my life pretending I didn’t have a sister.Self-acceptance resources
Not because she disappeared.
Because I was ashamed of her.
While I obsessed over grades, scholarships, and escaping the cramped neighborhood we grew up in, my sister stayed behind cleaning offices, scrubbing bathrooms, and coming home smelling faintly of bleach no matter how hard she tried …
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