I don’t like my sister-in-law (my sister’s huband’s sister). Every time we see each other, my sister-in-law forgets that my sister even HAS a younger brother, she remembers our older brother but not me. My sister-in-law and I are both artists, but she went to art school and I didn’t- every time she forgets who I am, I remind myself that I have 2x as many followers as she does on our social media accounts, and that I am more skilled than she is (meaning that while skill isn’t EVERYTHING in art, I can render someone/something MUCH more realistically than she could render the same person or thing) and I get a big smile.
