Genesis 47.23-26
Then Joseph said to the people, "Look, today I have bought you and your land for Pharaoh. I will provide you with seed so you can plant the fields.24 Then when you harvest it, one-fifth of your crop will belong to Pharaoh. You may keep the remaining four-fifths as seed for your fields and as food for you, your households, and your little ones."
"You have saved our lives!" they exclaimed. "May it please you, my lord, to let us be Pharaoh's servants." Joseph then issued a decree still in effect in the land of Egypt, that Pharaoh should receive one-fifth of all the crops grown on his land. Only the land belonging to the priests was not given to Pharaoh.
Exodus 1.8-11
Eventually, a new king came to power in Egypt who knew nothing about Joseph or what he had done. He said to his people, "Look, the people of Israel now outnumber us and are stronger than we are.10 We must make a plan to keep them from growing even more. If we don't, and if war breaks out, they will join our enemies and fight against us. Then they will escape from the country."
So the Egyptians made the Israelites their slaves. They appointed brutal slave drivers over them, hoping to wear them down with crushing labor. They forced them to build the cities of Pithom and Rameses as supply centers for the king.
(New Living Translation)
If you find yourself in a situation where people whom you have greatly helped in the past has forgotten your contributions, you feel neglected, taken for granted, take comfort. It has happened before. To the best of us.
Just go to your easel, your journal, your guitar or drums, and create, create, create! Out of the pain of neglect, create. Through your art, remember, help others remember, and then let go. It is a lesson in detachment. You have this moment. The past is past. Today is what matters, and from this moment, you have your breath, and you can create.
