I just dropped my mom off at daycare. DAYCARE. She's 78 and I pay some stranger to watch her while I go work a second damn job so my kids can, you know, eat and have clothes. It's not a big deal, right? Just a grandma at daycare. But like, she raised me, she cooked for me, and I'm pushing her out the door at 6 AM so I can clean someone else's toilets. And I hate myself for it. I really, really hate myself.