My Mom Erased Me From Her New Family. The Day I Turned 18, I Erased Myself From Hers.

is something I’m still sorting through even now.

My name is Jake. I’m twenty-one. And this is the story of how I became invisible in my own home, and what I did about it.

My dad died when I was eight. Heart attack at forty-two, completely without warning. One day he was teaching me to ride a bike. Three months later I was standing at his funeral in an continue reading …