I Was Asked to Leave the Home I’d Been Paying For, and I Made a Quiet Decision the Next Day.

missing—gaps where my bookshelf had been, empty spaces on the walls where my art had hung.

Amy watched it all happening with increasing panic.

“You’re really doing this,” she said Wednesday night.

“Yes.”

“What am I supposed to tell my family?”

“Tell them the truth.”

“Which is what?”

“That you told me to move out, and I did.”

“I didn’t tell you to move out.continue reading …