My parents told me to take the bus to my graduation—while buying my sister a Tesla. “Take the bus,” Dad said. “That car is for your sister.” At graduation, the dean announced, “And now… our youngest billionaire graduate…” My parents dropped their programs.

My parents made me take the bus to my graduation while buying my sister a Tesla.

My name is Daisy Parker. I’m 23 years old.

The morning of my college graduation, I stood at the bus stop in my cap and gown. The scratchy fabric of the gown felt heavy on my shoulders, and the cheap cardboard mortarboard kept slipping. It was a bright, sunny day in Nashville, the kind of day that’s supposed to feel full of promise. But for me, it just felt empty.

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