At 18 years old, I was left to fend for myself while my parents poured their love, money, and energy into my sister’s endless failed marriages. 💔 I worked tirelessly to build my life from nothing, while they bailed her out time and time again. But fate had other plans—and karma never forgets. When they came knocking years later, desperate for my help, I had a decision to make… Would I forgive, or let them feel the consequences of their choices?
