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Now today's first story comes from Icy Clouds 456 and it does follow with an update titled

My Family Wants Me to Join them for Christmas after disowning me over eight years ago.

And just a bit of a warning that is mentioned of miscarriage in this story.

After being disowned eight years ago, my family has invited me, my wife, 27 female and daughter,

one female for Christmas. After getting conflicting advice from my friends, one of my buddies

told me to post my dilemma here to see what random internet strangers would say. I 25 male am the

youngest of four kids between my mum, 52 female and my dad 54 male. My siblings are fake names,

Michael, 31 male, Sarah 28 female and my twin brother Casey, 25 male. For context growing up, I was the black sheep of the family,

and I knew that from a very young age. See, my family is full of athletes. My dad was a star basketball

player for a D2 school. My mom played volleyball. Michael played soccer. Sarah played softball and

Casey was the star running back for the football team.

I was never really interested in any of those physical sports, but rather I was interested in

archery, which my family called a wimpy sport. My parents were always invested in my siblings

and rarely ever attended my events to the point where I basically

had to beg them to come to my tournaments. Between the ages of 14 to 16 I had taken part in

about 20 tournaments while my parents only showed up to one. I was never neglected by them but

they were never emotionally there for me as they were there for my siblings. And as a teenager,

I resented that. Whenever I tried to bring this up to them, they would always call me an

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