My Uncle Borrowed Money And Disappeared Repeatedly Until He Needed My Help And I Gave One Final Answer

my father, anger at Richard’s years of manipulation, guilt about both, and somewhere underneath all of it a clarity that had been growing in me for years.

“What does the right choice look like to you?” she asked. “Not the choice that feels most like your father. The choice that feels most like you.”

I went home and thought about that question for three continue reading …