For two years, I sent my “struggling” mother $1,500 every month. “You are our heroine,” he used to tell me. But I found out that she and my brother had been cheating on me, using my money on whims and luxuries. I went to his house and found no debt; I only saw her admiring a new diamond necklace in front of the mirror. They believed that I was their salvation, not imagining that I was about to become their doom.
For two years, I sent my “struggling” mother $1,500 every month. “You are our heroine,” he used to tell me. But I found out that […]
