One day, G took me to lunch in the town of Oyster Bay. The fact it ran in G’s family terrified me; the fact it was withheld from us infuriated me. AdvertisementI asked G to move to a hotel for a week or two so I could have space. My parents could not understand why I had asked G to leave — what about in sickness and in health? I did not trust G’s parents, who were continuing to encourage him to downplay his illness.

Source: Huffington Post February 24, 2024 14:21 UTC