I logged onto Facebook and wrote a post of my own. For the first time, I put my side of the story into the world.
I told them how I had supported my parents financially for years.
How I had sacrificed, time and time again, while they rewarded laziness and punished responsibility.
I ended with this:
“I’m not cutting off my family.
I’m just no longer funding the people who cut me out of their lives.
I deserve to be respected—not just when they need something.
And from now on, I choose peace over obligation.”
The Fallout—and the Freedom
Some people unfriended me.
Others messaged me privately, saying they’d been through the same thing.
One cousin wrote: “Thank you for saying what I’ve never been brave enough to admit.”
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