Not Useless, Just Unprepared
I have become the weakest link in my family — the one because of whom my parents and brothers have to hear hurtful words from others. Individually, they are strong. They have struggled, achieved, and risen higher than what life once promised them. They built themselves with hard work and dignity. Yet because of me, anyone feels free to point fingers at them. I am in a relationship with a man who, in many ways, seems good — educated, thoughtful, someone who understands books and big ideas. But today, even he said something that broke me. He mocked my brothers, said they were small-minded, said I didn’t even know how to use a laptop but still wanted a MacBook — as if my worth could be measured by a device, as if my family’s love had turned into a joke in his mouth. I had no reply. No sharp words. No clever defense. All I could do was cut the call. I don’t know how to argue. Whenever I try to speak, I’m told I’m pretending to be moral, acting wise without knowing any...