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Last night I became overwhelmed with the thought of going to Spokane and seeing all my family and not having an ivitation to my brother's wedding. Everyone else got one, but not me. And now I'm going to have to go over there and be subject to the backhandedly judgemental comments that are part and parcel to my famile.
Last night I was feeling like a second-rate citizen in my own family, and I cried.
I don't feel any different today.