A decade of questions answered by a single letter

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She didn’t write where she was going, only that she needed time and space to rediscover herself, and that she hoped I’d understand someday. As I held that note, relief, sadness, confusion, and an unexpected comfort all washed over me, simply because she hadn’t left without caring.

In the days that followed, I started seeing my sister in a new way. Growing up, she had always been the one who carried everyone’s expectations. She was the reliable one, the strong one, the person everyone leaned on, and she couldn’t handle the pressure any longer.

I finally understood that maybe, just maybe, she never learned how to ask for help when she needed it most. We were blind to the silent weight she was holding. The wedding we celebrated as joyful may have seemed, to her, like a life she was being pushed into.

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