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"I've always been the least favorite kid in the family, the classic middle child. Growing up, the good stuff always went to my older brother and my younger brother. My parents used to say, 'The oldest has a reputation to uphold, the youngest is the precious one. You're in the middle. Learn to be understanding.' So I did for thirty years. The day my father wrote his will, six hundred grand was split two ways. Three hundred for my older brother. Three hundred for the younger. I stood there in the corner, like I didn't belong. The day my father was dying, the family group chat exploded. Everyone was arguing over nursing fees and care arrangements. I watched the messages fly by, then quietly left the group. They called me fifty-three times. Finally, I texted back. The message made the whole family panic.