My Mother Mocked Me at My Parents’ Anniversary — Until Their Family Home Was Put at Risk…

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"How's that little side hustle going?" Mom asked loudly, her voice pitching up just enough to ensure that all our relatives, from the deaf Great Aunt Miller to my judgmental cousins, could hear every syllable.

A poisonous smirk curled the corner of her lips, a look I knew better than my own reflection. She was doing it on purpose. She was trying to humiliate me, to shrink me down until I fit into the small, disappointing box she had built for me the day I was born. She didn't know that three days ago, I had signed the acquisition papers for my software company. She didn't know I was currently sitting on a liquid net worth of twelve million dollars.

I gripped the stem of my wine glass until my knuckles turned white. We were at the Golden Elm Country Club, a venue my parents could barely afford, celebrating their thirtieth anniversary. The room smelled of stale potpourri and expensive perfume masking anxiety. I looked around the table. My cousin Brian, who worked in finance and wore suits that cost more than my first car, smirked into his scotch. My Aunt Carol offered me a pitying tilt of her head.

"It's going fine, Mom," I said, keeping my voice even. "It keeps me busy."

"Busy," she scoffed, waving a manicured hand as if swatting away a fly. "Busy doesn't pay the rent, Sarah. I ran into Mrs. Gable yesterday. Her son, you know, the one you broke up with in college? He just made partner at his firm. Partner. Can you imagine?"

I took a slow sip of water. "That's great for him."

"It’s security, is what it is," she pressed, her eyes glinting. "real work. Not sitting in your pajamas playing on a computer. Your father and I worry, you know. We stay up nights. You’re thirty years old. No husband, no career, just this... hobby."

My father, sitting beside her, stared intently at his chicken cordon bleu. He was a small man, made smaller by thirty years of her suffocating personality. He didn't look up. He never looked up.

"I'm paying my bills, Mom. You don't need to worry."

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