The Last Time We Spoke, My Brother Got In My Face And Said He Didn’t Want Me In His Life. His Wife Called Me Names And My Parents Took Their Side. We Didn’t Speak For Nine Years. Yesterday, They All Showed Up At My Oceanfront House Saying, “We’re Moving In.” I Just Smiled, Hit The Button, And Let The Gate Close In Front Of Them.
People think they know me because they saw a thirty–second clip on the local news or scrolled past a headline with my name jammed between outrage and emojis. Cold–Hearted CEO Throws Parents Out Onto the Street. Ice–Queen Millionaire Evicts Her Own Family. It makes for great clickbait, I’ll give them that. A woman in a…