This is based on a true event from my mom’s perspective.

My daughter stood in the hallway. She had eyes full of guilt. She walked silently to her room when she heard me yelling. She stopped and looked at her sister’s door. She opened her mouth to say something only to stop herself. She put her hand on the door handle.

“You’re turning into your sister. Just know, it’s not ‘cool’ to be sad. It’s not ‘cool’ to need help so stop taking it.” She stared at me in disbelief. She didn’t cry. She walked into her room and closed the door. I really did think she was faking. She’s under the influence of her sister. She’s trying to be like her. I didn’t see her for dinner.