“I supported Mom with $1,500 a month to clear her debts. My brother accused me of wanting her inheritance and said I was the worst sister imaginable. Mom called me a thankless brat and kicked me out. Then moving day came—and I laughed…”

For two straight years, I sent my mother exactly one thousand five hundred dollars every month.
Not more. Not less.
On the first day of each month, without fail, my bank app lit up with the same confirmation—and every time it did, a familiar knot tightened in my stomach.

She always called with the same story.
Her voice trembling.
Her …