insult when it’s used to erase everything else I am,” I said.
She sighed, impatient. “Your sister needs support. This is bigger than your feelings.” My throat tightened. “My feelings? This is my life.” Her face hardened. “You’re being selfish.” I nodded. “Yes. I’m being selfish with my time and my labor now. That’s called being an adult.” Her smile continue reading …
