My parents treated me like a servant. 1 day before…

in the dark living room alone.

I was still in Florida, sitting on the beach, watching the ocean. I’d kept my phone off for most of the week, checking it only once a day for messages from Joanna. But Friday morning, I decided it was time.

I opened my laptop and wrote one email to Beverly Goyette, Gerald Goyette, Khloe Goyette.

Subject: Boundaries.

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