I’m glad we were able to take you in as a roommate so you wouldn’t be homeless right as the pandemic hit, but I do miss the days where it was just my spouse and I living a married life together. I also wish I didn’t feel like your parent, when you’re 6 years older than me. Especially when you’ve been shutting us out lately. We want to help. We care too much to tell you to leave. But it’s frustrating at points. Especially when I feel incapable of voicing my frustrations without sounding crazy.
