If you’re a parent, let me say this gently but clearly:
Don’t take your responsible child for granted.
And if you’re the one like me—the giver, the fixer, the forgotten one—I hope my story gives you something:
Permission.
Permission to stop.
To step away.
To say no without guilt.
Because love is not obedience.
And family is not a license to be used.
It’s respect. It’s reciprocity.
And if you’re not getting that… it’s okay to walk away.