I Smothered Him but it’s His Fault

He needed me as much as I needed him — until his son arrived.

Photo by Atharva Tulsi on Unsplash

My sister has been my biggest supporter. She’s the one who told me I was wasting my time waiting — waiting for my brothers to make me an offer I can’t refuse. Waiting for word from the job I applied for two weeks ago. Waiting. Instead, I should be writing. Her challenge to me was to sign up for one new…