I’m stuck in this strange orbit, you know? My daughter’s laugh is the sun, all warmth and light, and then there’s my mother, a dying star, just…fading out in that big quiet house. I mean, what do we *do* with the people we’re meant to care for, when caring means splitting yourself until there’s nothing left? Humans weren't built for this endless giving, this constant tug-of-war where everyone loses. It just feels so…UNFAIR, this whole setup. My own kids need me, need *everything*, and her calls are getting longer, more insistent, and I just want to…I don't even— whatever.
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