While driving to the bank, my mother revealed her pride and regrets about her life, obliquely referencing things I might uncover after she was gone.
I hesitated on how to respond when she admitted to having her secrets, realizing there’s no guidebook for discussing a family member’s victimhood in romance scams.
In hindsight, the agonizing decision of whether to confront her about the fraud was overshadowed by the urgency of her cancer diagnosis and our desire to support her.
Looking back nearly three years later, I still question if I should have pushed her for more details about her painful experiences rather than remaining silent.
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