*As told to Kally from someone who wishes to be anonymous
I have a confession to make. I am so guilty about this. I don’t exactly work for a living. I mean, I have enough to spend, but I’m not employed. My money comes from a trust fund that my mother left me years ago before she passed away, and I didn’t get to know about it until I was 21 years old when her lawyer contacted me.
I’m adopted when I was eight years old. My actual mother tried to reach out to me when I was in my teens, but I never wanted to make that connection. My adopted family are nice honest working folks, but I have never felt we were close. Sure, I love them as my family, but I wouldn’t go to them if I ever am in trouble.
I graduated from high school, but…
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