My inheritance is not in the form of material possessions.
My inheritance is not written into my parents’ wills. It wasn’t written into their parents’ wills either.
Our family heirlooms take the form of sertraline, once a day, everyday.
Beta-blockers for anxiety.
Checking. Checking everything. Are the doors locked? Yes. I will check them again. And again.
And again.
I didn’t use the oven today, but I will still make sure it is off.
My inheritance is mood swings and fear. Insomnia and disordered eating. Addiction and self-doubt.
And just as I have inherited my brown hair and freckles, I have inherited all of these things too.
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I too have inherited a lot of such things from my parents and grandparents
I think a lot of us have. I also think that my mother is a very strong woman. Even though she battles with depression daily, she keeps it together for her family. It took me years to realize she was going through what I was going through because she hides it so well. That also scares me. I am scared of losing her.