Everything thrown at me I should be able to handle.

In the aftermath of the death of their matriarch, Joyce and her daughter Erica struggle with what to do next. She was the glue that held everything together, so what now?

Joyce thought she d set Erica up for a better life, given her everything she never had. But Erica wonders if despite the therapy, the journaling, the recycling maybe she is no different from her mum after all. Or her mum s mum.

Maybe they didn t break the cycle. Maybe the cycle can never be broken.

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