clients, and spent evenings networking with people who could help his company grow.
I was proud of him.
When he received a promotion, I celebrated. When his business expanded, I told our children how hard their father had worked. When he bought his first expensive car, I took photographs of him standing beside it.
I believed his success belonged to our family.
I didn’t resent his opportunities. I simply assumed that, one day, there would be room for mine.
But that day never arrived.
Whenever I mentioned wanting to study
