I will answer this:

[Respond to the lady with the post "life one - goodbye country".
Mom, I love you very, very much, and I love our house. But if you suddenly lose your job, we will start starving and move to a dormitory in the bedroom area – I will go to live with aunt Love from the fifth floor. She is rich, her children are always dressed with needles and with iPhones running through the yard, and with Uncle Misha they do not argue, as you and Daddy. But I’m still your daughter, and when you and dad get well, I might come back to you. And as long as I live with aunt Love, because it will be better for me - and you can do without me, you are still young, strong. Farewell to Mom!
P.S It is a consumer society.)

Goodbye, mom, you’re black, and yesterday you forgot to turn off the gas and almost killed your grandchildren.
Goodbye, you don’t want to be treated because some kids can get sick!
Goodbye, if you’re healed and stop threatening my children, I’ll come back.