For years, your life has revolved around someone else’s schedule. School drop-offs, late-night fever checks, college applications, text messages that just say “Mom, where’s my…”—over the years, your identity shifted to that of being needed. One day, the noise stops. The house is quiet. No more “Mom, where’s my…” No more urgent requests. And suddenly, you’re standing in the middle of your own life, hit with the full weight of an empty nest identity crisis, wondering—who the hell am I now?
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