She walked me through the basics—budgeting, tracking every dollar, even nudging me toward a side hustle. It didn’t transform my life overnight, but slowly, it started to work.
I began to see her in a new light—not as someone who had failed me, but as someone who always believed I could rise on my own.
Now, when she sends snapshots from Greece, I don’t feel resentment. I feel something deeper—pride. In her journey, and in my own.
The greatest takeaway? No one owes you a rescue. But once you take the reins, you’ll uncover a strength you never knew was yours.
