Every Sunday, Dianeās house was full: grandchildren running through the hallway, pans in the oven, laundry piled somewhere out of sight, and adult children arriving with one more favor they ājust neededā from her.
For a long time, she told herself it was what family did. She loved being needed. She loved seeing everyone together. But slowly, the help stopped feeling like love and started feeling like a job nobody even noticed she was doing.
Then one ordinary request landed at the worst possible moment, and Diane found herself standing in her own kitchen, too tired to keep pretending she was fine. What happened next didnāt create the neat, happy answer she had hoped for ā and it forced her to face a painful question about how much a person can give before they disappear inside everyone elseās needs.
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