When there is favoritism in a family of seven...

My current location is "upstairs" in my bed. My face is a mess from all the crying. I told myself many times that I wasn't going to cry anymore. That I wasn't going to let my parents get to me. But this did it. Yesterday was my sister, Magdalena's, birthday. Like many years past, we always celebrate each of our birthdays that same day, even if it is on the week days. So I made plans for today and I have been telling my mom that for three weeks now. When I reminded her this morning, she started yelling saying that she had planned to make a dinner for my sister and I (my birthday was on the 2nd). She got so mad that she canceled everything. And instead my dad and her are going to cook my sisters favorite food and buy her a cake. Now I know it should not bother me, but when it was my birthday they did not do anything. Heck not even a fucken " happy birthday". They just said: "oh so you're 21" not a hug, nothing. I know there has been some tension between my parents and I but nothing that can not be fixed. They did not buy me a cake or anything. When I told my boyfriend that my family was not going to make anything for me, he took it upon himself to make me a little surprise party with his family. It's sad to think that this has been the second time that a non-family member decides to celebrate my birthday because my family did not. When I sit down and analyze, for my brothers and sisters my parents congratulate them as if they had not seen them in years. When my siblings need something my parents are quick to give it to them, but not me. I can't remember the last time my own father gave me a hug, but I see him do it to the others. This hurts, but I will not let them know how much.