When I mentioned this to Travis, he’d get defensive. “She pushes through the pain because she’s brave. The therapists say she’s overcompensating, which could make things worse long-term.”
When I asked about visiting the clinic, he’d shut me down immediately. “They have strict policies about non-parents being present. Besides, Lily gets anxious around new people during sessions.”
When I suggested we all have dinner together to celebrate her progress, he’d find excuses. “She’s exhausted after therapy days. Maybe next week.” But next week never came.
The breaking point came on a Tuesday afternoon when my boss sent me home way earlier with a migraine. I used my key quietly, not wanting to wake Travis if he was napping.
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