Feeling at home
Her apartment had a cozy vibe, offering a sense of comfort after everything I’d been through. We sat at her kitchen table, each with a warm cup of coffee. The aroma alone started to calm my nerves, and for the first time in a while, I felt like I could breathe a little easier. The atmosphere was a world away from the tension I had left behind at my mother-in-law’s place. I was so grateful to her.
Feeling At Home
Talking things through
I shared my story, explaining how my mother-in-law had treated me. She listened quietly, nodding in sympathy, and I was incredibly grateful for her support. “But you know,” she said, “you can’t dwell on it forever. Let’s think about moving forward.” Her words struck a chord with me. I knew she was right. It was time to find a way to step away from that toxic environment for good.
Talking Things Through
