AITA For telling my entire family to leave when they berated me for paying for my friend's son's surgery?
A father’s world shattered twice over, losing both his daughters to relentless chronic illnesses in the span of a single year. Each hospital visit was a cruel echo of the last, leaving no room for grief, only the exhausting fight to hold on.
His heart bore the weight of unbearable loss, yet surrounded by well-meaning advice, he found no comfort—only a deeper isolation, trapped between memories and the world urging him to move on.
In the silence of his solitude, a fragile connection flickered—a meeting with another parent who understood the unspoken pain. Amidst shared struggles, there was a glimmer of hope, a tentative step toward healing.
This story is one of profound sorrow, raw resilience, and the quiet courage it takes to face a world that expects you to forget what you never can.
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The original poster (OP) is grappling with profound grief following the loss of both his daughters and is seeking meaning and connection through helping a new friend and his son.
The central conflict arises when the OP uses a specific fund, intended by him as a legacy gift for a sick child, which directly clashes with his family's expectation that this money should be reserved for their own family's financial needs.
Does the OP have the moral and financial right to allocate his deceased daughter's emergency fund based on his personal sense of duty and compa*sion toward a struggling friend's child, or did he neglect his existing family obligations by making such a significant, unshared decision?
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