She Sat Me by the Kitchen at My Son’s Wedding — So I Burned It All Down With One Phone Call

healthier.

Something that includes room for me to be human, to have boundaries, to say no.

And honestly?

It feels better than anything I’ve ever known.

I’m sixty-two years old.

For most of my life, I thought my purpose was to sacrifice myself for others.

To be small so they could be big.

To be invisible so they could shine.

But that’s not purpose.

That’s erasure.continue reading …