“Get Out. You Don’t Belong Here,” My Sister Said. My Parents Didn’t Stop Her. I Left Without A Scene — And The Panic Hit Them The Next Day.

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“Even then.”

I drove home in a daze and spent the evening staring at my ceiling, trying to figure out what I actually wanted.

Justice? Revenge? Just to be left alone?

Dr. Patel and I talked through it in our next session. “You don’t have to decide based on what you think you should want,” she said. “What do you actually want?”

“I want my money back,” continue reading …