I turned around, went back into the building, and slammed the door in my face. Before I could even reach the couch, my phone vibrated. A text from my dad:
“After all we did for you, did you really let us down?” I smiled and replied, “No, you let me down.”
“I finally accept it.” I texted and blocked their number. But I had no idea it would only make things worse.Less than a day later, everything spiraled out of control. I started reading Facebook posts. My parents were never particularly tech-savvy, but somehow they knew how to create a buzz on social media, especially when things were going well for them…