“It’s Only a Knee Injury,” My Mother Said While Changing My Surgery Date—What Followed Destroyed Their Assumptions
My name is Morgan, and for as long as I can remember, love in my household was never unconditional—it was selective, almost transactional. When my father passed away when I was twelve, the dynamic in our home didn’t break; it reshaped itself around my younger sister Kylie, who became the center of my mother’s attention….