Our parents were exhausted. So I volunteered to be Lily’s daily escort. Every morning, we’d leave home by 7:30 AM. No pressure to stay. Just show up.
We made a deal:
It wasn’t perfect. But it was consistent.
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My mom finally got Lily to see her pediatrician. The diagnosis: generalized anxiety disorder with school refusal. The doctor recommended a gradual re-entry plan, not forced attendance. Also, therapy — both for Lily and family counseling.
My dad was reluctant. “She needs discipline, not therapy.”
I pulled him aside that night. “Dad, if her leg were broken, would you tell her to walk it off?” Our parents were exhausted
He didn’t answer. But the next morning, he called a therapist.
Day 8-10: Tension peaks. Dad tries to physically carry her to the car. Mika screams like I’ve never heard. Not anger—terror. He stops. The guilt hangs in the air for days.
Day 12: I discover she’s been deleting all social media. No bullying incident. Just… exhaustion. She writes: “Comparison is the thief of joy, but joy already left.” It wasn’t perfect
Day 14: A breakthrough. Mika asks for colored pencils. She spends 3 hours drawing a comic strip. The main character? A girl who turns invisible at the school gates. I scan every page into my phone.
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