We Opened a Christmas Invoice—Then Everything Shifted
For eight straight years, Christmas lived at my house. Same decorations, same routines, same unspoken expectation that I would host—plan, cook, clean, and hold everything together. No one asked anymore. My parents and younger brother just showed up. Help was rare unless I requested it, and even then it felt like a favor. I told…
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