True story. I cooked, cleaned & paid bills in my daughter’s house. She said, “If you can’t work, what’s the point of you being here?”

am learning at 67 what it feels like to be a person and not a function.

I am telling you this story because I know some of you are living some version of it right now.

You are in someone else’s house or someone else’s schedule, and somewhere along the way the line between helping and being used got crossed so gradually that you didn’t notice until you continue reading …