1 day before my sister’s wedding, she texted: “You’re out of my wedding—only real family belongs here.” I replied: “Good. Real family can pay for the venue themselves.”

helped her find a broker.

The new monthly payment is higher.

But it belongs to her.

Her name.

Her responsibility.

From what I hear, she’s managing.

Not thriving.

Managing.

That used to be my word.

Jessica is working.

Paying her own rent for the first time.

Going to therapy.

Carol says she has become quieter and more careful with people.

I don’t know whether that’s growth or exhaustion.

Sometimes they look similar from a distance.

I still haven’t responded to Jessica’s second message.

I haven’t deleted it either.

It remains