The frictions appeared without bad intentions:
“Mom, less salt.”
“Mom, turn the volume down.”
“Mom, on Saturday we go out, will you be okay?”
One day I heard my daughter say on the phone,
“I know it’s the right thing to do, but it’s exhausting.
That’s when I understood something painful: living with family doesn’t always make you feel accompanied. Sometimes it makes you feel invisible.
Paid aid also takes an emotional toll
I returned home and sought professional help. At first it worked… until the accounts arrived.
Even partial
