She guided me through budgeting, helped me track spending, and encouraged a side hustle. It wasn’t instant, but it worked.
I began to see her differently—not as someone who let me down, but as someone who believed I could stand on my own.
Now, when she sends me photos from Greece, I don’t feel bitter. I feel proud—of her, and of myself.
The biggest lesson? No one is obligated to fix your life. But when you take ownership, you discover strength you didn’t know you had.
