
I heard The Siren's Call
Are you the family concierge, preempting everyone’s needs at the sacrifice of your own? Do you feel depleted? I was born into a family of women who prided themselves on how much they could do and give. Yet, in the background you could smell the ozone of resentment, anger, rage, and the mother-load of martyrdom lingering in the air. You could hear it in their sighs, see it in their eyes, and feel it in how they walked through life. Their ‘well’ was dry and they were deplete