me (24f) and my twin sister (also 24f obviously) are identical, like freaky identical. our family, friends, teachers, literally everyone used to confuse us growing up. we’re used to it. we’d laugh it off, wear different colors, make inside jokes about it.

but then last year, i started dating this guy — let’s call him nick. we met at a coffee shop, he asked me out, things moved fast. it wasn’t super serious but it was fun. we dated for like two months before i realized something weird: he kept mixing up little things i’d told him. like he'd ask me about a class i never took or mention a dog i didn’t own. i thought maybe he was just forgetful.

then one night we’re out and he goes “you know, i still think it’s crazy you didn’t recognize me from the gym the first time i hit on you.” problem is... i don’t go to the gym. my sister does.

i confronted him and guess what? he admitted he originally thought i was my sister. he thought it was just “cute” that we were twins and that he didn’t “see the difference” for weeks. i dumped him immediately. it was gross. i felt like an accidental stand-in or something.

a few months later, guess who starts dating him? yep. my sister. she said she “didn’t see the problem” since we were broken up, and it “wasn’t like he cheated.” i told her it felt like betrayal. she told me to grow up. now they’re engaged and the wedding is in june.

my whole family is pushing me to attend. my mom said it would “ruin the vibe” if the maid of honor (me) wasn’t there. but i told her i’m not standing next to the man who confused me with my sister and didn’t even care. and i’m definitely not toasting them.

now everyone says i’m selfish, overreacting, holding a grudge, etc. but am i?? i feel like marrying someone who mistook us and didn’t even care should be disqualifying? but maybe i’m too deep in it. aitah?