I (28m) have a twin brother. We were total opposites in personality but best friends and practically inseparable growing up. After college, he decided to stay in Arizona near our family, while I chased my dreams and moved to Portland. Despite the distance, I always made it a point to fly home for the holidays and all the big events; staying connected to family was always extremely important to me, more so than a career or a relationship. Last year, he got engaged to his girlfriend, and he was ecstatic. I was so happy for him and excited that he found someone who truly made him that happy. He mentioned they’d be having an engagement party in the next 6-8 weeks and assured me he would let me know the exact date so I could book my flight and make the trip. Weeks turned into a month, and I hadn’t heard anything about the party. Every time I brought it up in conversation, both he and my parents seemed to dodge the question or give vague, non-committal answers. It was strange, and a little concerning, but I tried to brush it off, hoping they were just busy with the planning and details. Finally, after pressing my mom for information, she relented and told me it was just “a small family dinner, nothing to fly in for.” I was disappointed, of course, but I understood that they wanted to keep it intimate.
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However, the truth was far more hurtful than I could have ever imagined. Later, I discovered through social media and some loose lips from my aunt, that it was actually a huge engagement party. It wasn’t a small, intimate dinner; they rented out a restaurant, had over 80 guests including extended family and friends. The kicker? Everyone was told that I “couldn’t make it” due to prior commitments. I only found out about the true scale of the event when my aunt texted me, expressing her disappointment that I wasn’t there to celebrate with my brother.
I was devastated. I felt betrayed, lied to, and completely excluded from a major milestone in my brother’s life. I immediately tried to figure out why they had kept the truth from me, but every attempt to talk about it was met with avoidance and dismissals. My brother, usually so open and communicative, suddenly became distant and evasive. My parents brushed aside my questions, acting as if I was overreacting and that it wasn’t a big deal.
This May, I was back home for my sister’s birthday. The tension surrounding the engagement party was still palpable, and I decided I couldn’t let it go without getting some answers. I brought it up one last time, calmly and directly, just asking why no one would tell me the truth about what had happened and why I wasn’t invited to the engagement party. I think my sister finally got sick of the whole charade, because she looked me dead in the eye and confessed the real reason behind my exclusion.
The truth hit me like a ton of bricks. She revealed that the reason I wasn’t invited to my brother’s engagement party, the reason everyone lied and kept me in the dark, was because **I apparently outshine him in everything**. According to my sister, my brother had always felt overshadowed by me, and he wanted his engagement party to be his moment, his time to shine without me being there to steal the spotlight. My parents, wanting to avoid conflict and appease my brother, went along with it.
I was so angry I left right after that and refused to come to the wedding. I still haven’t talked to my brother. How can I possibly move past something so hurtful? The idea that my own brother, someone I loved and supported unconditionally, would deliberately exclude me from such an important event because of jealousy is something I can’t reconcile. I am now trying to figure out if the relationship is even worth saving because this has shattered my entire perception of my family.
