My sister (29F) is getting married for the third time in september. i’m (27F) her only sibling and she wants me to be maid of honor again like i was the last two times.

Her first wedding was a full blown castle themed deal with velvet corsets. second one was vegas, elvis and all. this one? renaissance fair. she’s calling it “enchanted souls union” and wants me in a moss green gown with fake elf ears. like. actually. glued. on. elf ears.

her fiancé (38M) is fine. weird but fine. they met at a LARP weekend. they both speak in old timey fantasy voices sometimes, even at dinner. she literally ended her bridal shower invites with “may your swords be sharp and your goblets full.” i wish i was kidding.

i told her this feels more like a midlife crisis playdate than a wedding and she LOST it. cried, accused me of being “jealous” and “bitter” and “a stuck up sad little corporate drone.” which is wild considering i’ve paid for her stuff so many times. dress fittings, decorations, even her second divorce lawyer when our parents refused.

i said i love her but i’m tired of playing cheerleader to these fairytale weddings that crash within a year. she called me a judgmental asshole and disinvited me then re-invited me 2 days later via a scroll. yes, like, actual paper scroll in the mail.

my mom says i should just suck it up and “let her be happy.” but i’m like… when do I get to say no to being dragged into her fantasy land? i love her but i’m tired. it’s not just elf ears. it’s the fact that i KNOW i’ll be holding her while she sobs again by next summer.

AITAH? or like… lowkey finally standing up for myself? i honestly can’t tell anymore.