In a crisis you look after somebody. Your own bad news arrives and within the hour you are checking whether your mother has eaten, whether the children have been told properly, whether the household still runs. Being useful to the people in your care is how you stay upright when nothing else holds.
It is real love, and families survive on people like you. It also lets you skip your own turn indefinitely. You can nurse everyone through the fire and emerge months later with a strange flatness, quietly angry that nobody asked how you were, having made sure nobody could.
The mature version tells the truth while still caring. You keep feeding people, and you also say plainly what you need, and you let one person do something for you without turning it into a negotiation.
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