“Stay Home — It’ll Be Easier.” My Parents Celebrated My Twin’s 25th Birthday And Left Me Out

of me—dramatic, unreliable, prone to episodes that shouldn’t be taken too seriously—and sent it ahead of my voice like an advance party. Harper hadn’t just sent cupcakes. She had staged a version of me designed to arrive before I ever could, to seed doubt in the people who might otherwise simply believe me.

For one terrible moment, even I doubted myself.continue reading …