When my mother, my lifelong rock, called me in tears claiming she’d lose her home without $20,000, I took out a loan without hesitation. Days later, I was stunned to find her house redecorated with new furniture and a flat-screen TV. Confronted, she brushed it off, saying I’d earn the money back and she deserved happiness. Betrayed, I’m now burdened with debt,
haunted by her deception. The woman who raised me, who I believed would always prioritize me, used my love for her gain. Struggling to reconcile love with betrayal, I face the harsh reality of mixing money with family. How do you heal when the one who should protect you leaves you drowning in their selfishness?
