Taken from life. “My mother destroyed my life”: only my brother always mattered and I was invisible

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< p > For as long as I can remember, everything was spinning around Michał. He was her sun, star, the whole world. And I ? shadow that should not exist. If I got a new sweater, it's only because Michał didn't like it anymore. If I heard & I love you & rdquo; & ndash; It has always been to him.

< p > When I was seven, I was home from the school performance. I performed as a heroine & ndash; Nobody in my family came. Mother said that Michał felt bad, so she had to stay home. It was the first time I realized that I did not exist for her. < p > When I was sixteen, I got to the best high school in the city. I went to tram exams, alone. Michał took a car every day, even though his school was closer. & AMP; BDQUO; you can handle it, after all you have always been so independent & rdquo; & ndash; M & oacute; She did not ask if I wanted to be independent. < p > On my eighteenth birthday, Michał failed the driving test. He cried and she hugged him all the afternoon. Nobody noticed my birthday. < p > I stopped asking. Oh anything. For attention, for love, warm. I understood that I wasn't C & Amp; Oacute; in this house. I was accidental.

< p > today I stand above the grave of this woman. People are crying, someone whispers about the mother's maternal “, the unimaginable loss of & rdquo;. Michał is crying the loudest.

< p > I look at cold marble. There is only one sentence in my head:

< p > “Mom, you were never mine.”

< p > I turn around and leave.