I (30, female) go by Lily and have an older sister who is (33, female). For some context, my sister—let's call her Emily—has terrible asthma. She has been cursed with it her entire life to the point where she has almost died numerous times (giving her all the attention, per usual), and she has cost our family a ton of money since we aren’t the most ‘blessed.’ A week ago, my sister Emily was at my birthday party, and she couldn’t breathe at all, having an asthma attack. I was pissed off—excuse my grammar. It’s just like, what the fuck? This always happens whenever something good is going for me or it’s a good day; she always has issues and everyone babies her. What’s even worse is she looks like my dead grandmother, so everyone treats her like the second coming of Christ or whatever. Anyhow, when I didn’t care and ignored her, I got slapped. Like, what the hell? Then I was told to leave my own house. I was shocked and bewildered, like, do I need to have a deadly condition to be acknowledged on my own birthday? Emily seriously thinks if she’s having an asthma attack, the world should pause and kneel before her feet. Like, if she wants to go to the beach, the ocean should part like she’s Moses so she can walk since she can’t swim. After the asthma attack, I had been ignored by my mother and father, as well as my niece and nephew. They’re teenagers; let’s call my niece Rose and my nephew Max. Rose was the one who slapped me. I’m sorry this story is everywhere, but I can’t take it anymore. Do they expect me to stop breathing so the breathless bitch gets oxygen? God forbid! I’m tired of her being better than me. She’s a saint; oh, she’s so pretty. I will never ask you for anything; you’re useless. What a disappointment! Like, what the actual heck? They forget I exist because someone can’t breathe, but I got called the asshole. I got ghosted by my family. What did I do? So, my question is, am I the asshole?