After Six Years of Payments, My Dad Laughed and Said There Was No Account

I don’t look at it often. But knowing it is there is its own kind of peace.

I want to say one thing about the six years before I close this, about what it means to move through a long and slow betrayal when the people doing the betraying are the people who are supposed to love you most.

I was not naive. I want to be clear about this because the story continue reading …