- a room.
One morning I slipped when I got out of the shower. I didn’t fall, but that night I thought:
What if next time no one finds me?
Living with family does not always cure loneliness
I called my daughter and went to live with her “for a while.” At first it was nice: dinners, talks, feeling included. But reality came quickly.
They had their routines, their work, their lives. I spent hours alone… Just like before, but now in a house that wasn’t mine.
The frictions appeared without
