Mom: “Jacob, don’t be like this. We need to talk.”
Eric even chimed in: “Dude, you’re making a big deal out of nothing. Just help them like always.”
But I didn’t budge.
Because I finally understood: They never saw me as an equal. Just a provider.
And now that I’d stopped giving, they were falling apart.
When They Showed Up at My Front Door
They didn’t stop at texts and calls.
They drove to my building in Chicago.
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