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She said my “single life” meant I had no excuse not to help her every weekend.
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The latest request was for help packing up her garage, delivered with the subtlety of a traffic warden and the expectation of a royal command. When met with a polite refusal and mention of actual plans, she responded with the classic “must be nice” eye roll, as if enjoying a quiet weekend is a personal affront to working parents everywhere. That was the final straw. A gentle reminder that single people still have lives, commitments, and, shockingly, the right to say no, was met with stunned silence.
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The image does not depict the actual subjects of the story. Subjects are models.
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Now the phone is quiet, the weekends are blissfully free, and the only guilt is for not drawing the line sooner. If the price of single life is occasionally being labeled selfish by those who confuse exhaustion with virtue, so be it.
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