mind would become a cage I stayed trapped in for eight years.
That’s the thing about always being the giver.
Eventually, people stop noticing what you give.
They simply expect you to keep giving.
Jessica graduated with a communications degree and bounced between three jobs in two years.
Every time she quit or got fired, she called me.
“Not our mother.”
Just until I figure things out, she would say.
I paid her rent for six straight months.
Then her car insurance lapsed.
Then her credit-card balance climbed.
Every time,
