I gave Trent my retirement money — reckless, said the affidavit, a woman who does not understand the value of her own security.

I paid Bianca’s debts for two years — a pattern of impulsive, uninhibited spending.

I bought Wade a car — poor judgment, an inability to manage her resources.

Every single line of it was true, in the sense that I had done those things.

And every single line of it was a lie, in the sense of what those things were.

They were not the symptoms of a broken mind.

They were the acts of a whole heart.