the beginning.
Not an ATM.
Not a backup plan.
Not the person everyone expects to rescue them.
Just a person.
A daughter.
A sister.
Someone who deserves to be wanted even when she isn’t paying the bill.
And sometimes, the most powerful thing you can do when people decide they don’t want you around…
is stop begging for a seat.
Build your own table.
And let them decide whether they’re worthy of sitting at it.
