Emily Taylor

**Diary Entry – 12th October, 2023** Sometimes, I ache to slam the door right in my in-laws’ faces—their

I didn’t want to burden you yesterday—you were exhausted. But her words turned my life upside down.

Here I am, in a right mess, I tell you—I’ve become a slave in my husband’s family. In a remote

Oh, I’ve landed myself in a right mess, I’ll tell you—I’ve become a slave in my own husband’s family.

I didn’t want to burden you yesterday—you were exhausted—but her words turned my life upside down.

Sitting in the kitchen, sipping my tea in silence as usual—yet inside me, a storm rages. In a small town

I didn’t want to burden you yesterday—you looked shattered. But her words turned my world upside down.

Sitting in the kitchen, sipping tea in silence as usual—though inside me, a tempest rages. In a small

“My heart feels like it’s being clawed at by kittens” — the decision about Grandad

Sitting at the kitchen table, sipping my tea in silence as usual—but inside, a storm rages.