At the boutique, Rita smiled at the sales associate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe\u2019s very generous,\u201d she said. \u201cShe always takes care of family.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The associate smiled politely, but her eyes drifted toward the unpaid boxes stacked on the counter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Everyone understood what was happening.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Everyone except Rita.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Or perhaps Rita understood perfectly well and simply believed Jocelyn would always rescue her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gordon pulled out his phone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The first call went to voicemail.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then the second.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His jaw tightened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhere is she?\u201d Rita asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gordon didn’t answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He called again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Still nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because for the first time in years, Jocelyn had chosen not to answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She was sitting in a clinic parking lot with her best friend, Pearl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Florida sun was bright, but Jocelyn felt strangely calm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not happy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not yet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Just calm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her entire marriage had revolved around proving her value.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her value as a wife.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her value as a provider.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her value as the person who could solve every problem.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But that morning, after a doctor warned her that her symptoms required immediate attention, something finally became clear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She had spent years protecting people who weren’t protecting her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pearl looked at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAre you going back?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jocelyn stared through the windshield.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Back to Gordon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Back to Rita.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Back to pretending everything was normal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The old Jocelyn would have gone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She would have apologized, paid the bill, and found a way to make everyone comfortable.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But that woman was exhausted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And she was finally listening to herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Jocelyn said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pearl nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI need to think.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou need to breathe first.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For once, Jocelyn did exactly that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Meanwhile, Gordon’s embarrassment at the boutique had turned into anger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not because he’d done anything wrong.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because someone had interrupted the life he believed he was entitled to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He called Jocelyn again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When she didn’t answer, he sent a message.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This isn’t funny. Come here now.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Then another:<\/p>\n\n\n\n Your mother is waiting.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n And finally:<\/p>\n\n\n\n Don’t make this difficult.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n When Jocelyn eventually looked at her phone, she read the messages carefully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Not one asked whether she was okay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Not one asked about the doctor’s appointment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n His only concern was the card.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The money.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The inconvenience.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn locked her phone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That evening, Gordon slammed the front door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cJocelyn!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n She was sitting at the dining table reviewing her medical documents.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She wasn’t crying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She wasn’t apologizing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She was simply reading.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Rita entered behind him, still wearing the designer clothes from the shopping trip.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou embarrassed us,\u201d Rita said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn looked up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cExcuse me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe store staff treated us terribly.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gordon threw his keys onto the counter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDo you know what you caused today?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn almost laughed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI caused?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes. You told my mother she could shop.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cFor thirty minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou said she could choose what she wanted.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn looked at Rita, then Gordon, then the medical folder beside her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou’re right.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n They relaxed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They thought she was surrendering.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She wasn’t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou wanted to know what I could give you,\u201d Jocelyn said quietly. \u201cSo I gave you years.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gordon frowned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI gave you my time. My money. My energy. And my health.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDon’t exaggerate.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn opened the medical folder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMy doctor believes prolonged stress has contributed to my condition.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Rita waved dismissively.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cEveryone is stressed.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn looked directly at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes. But not everyone has family members treating their health like an inconvenience because there’s a sale at a shopping mall.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Rita’s expression changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gordon stepped forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou’re being dramatic.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo,\u201d Jocelyn said. \u201cI’m finally being honest.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then she placed her phone on the table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n On the screen was a notification:<\/p>\n\n\n\n Your credit card has been temporarily locked due to suspicious activity.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Gordon stared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou locked the card?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou can’t do that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn almost smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cActually, I can.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBut that’s our card.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo, Gordon.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n She spoke slowly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat is my account.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Silence filled the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Keep reading…<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n For the first time, Gordon understood something important.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The person he depended on most had stopped depending on his approval.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That night, Gordon slept in the guest room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Not because Jocelyn demanded it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Because he was angry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn stayed awake thinking about every warning sign she’d ignored.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He’s just stressed.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n She’s just being difficult.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n They don’t mean anything by it.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n But people often reveal themselves most clearly when you need them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And when Jocelyn needed her family, they had chosen shopping.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The next morning, she made an appointment with a financial advisor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Not for revenge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For protection.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She reviewed every account, every payment, and every recurring expense.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The numbers were worse than she’d expected.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For years, money had quietly flowed toward expenses she hadn’t approved or fully understood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Luxury purchases.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Trips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Personal bills.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gordon had gradually convinced himself that because they were married, access to Jocelyn’s money was automatic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn finally understood the difference between generosity and being taken for granted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She separated her finances.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She contacted an attorney.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And she began asking herself one question:<\/p>\n\n\n\n What protects Jocelyn?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Not Gordon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Not Rita.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Three days later, Gordon came home early.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cCan we talk?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAbout what?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n He sat across from her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe card.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Of course.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The card.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Not her health.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Not her appointment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Not how she was feeling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The card.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe store called again,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThey canceled the purchase.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou made me look terrible.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn closed her laptop.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGordon, do you know what my doctor said?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n He looked away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That was her answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He didn’t know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He had never asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI could have ended up in the hospital,\u201d she said quietly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI thought you were okay.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo. You thought I would keep going.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The words landed heavily.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Because they were true.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For once, Gordon had no easy explanation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n No argument.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Just the truth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The following week, Jocelyn returned to work part-time while following her doctor’s instructions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Her manager, Daniel, noticed the difference.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou’ve spent years solving everyone else’s problems,\u201d he told her. \u201cWhen was the last time someone solved yours?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn couldn’t answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She had become the person everyone called when something went wrong.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But when she had a crisis, everyone seemed busy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That realization hurt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It also freed her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n At home, she stopped explaining herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n When Gordon asked why dinner wasn’t ready, she said:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI was resting.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n When Rita called about another shopping trip, Jocelyn answered:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMy priorities have changed.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Rita laughed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou’re still upset about that little misunderstanding?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn paused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo, Rita. I’m disappointed that it took a medical warning for me to realize how little my needs mattered.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n For once, Rita had nothing to say.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A month later, Jocelyn received the results of the financial review.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The documents confirmed what she had suspected.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thousands of dollars had been spent over the years on expenses she hadn’t authorized.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That evening, she placed the paperwork on the kitchen table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWe need to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gordon opened the folder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou hired a lawyer?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWithout telling me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn stared at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou made financial decisions without telling me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat’s different.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n He couldn’t answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then Rita arrived.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThis has gone too far,\u201d she announced.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn looked at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHas it?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou’re destroying your marriage over money.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn pointed toward the documents.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI’m protecting myself because the money revealed something about my marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Rita frowned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou’re acting like we used you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn shook her head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou didn’t use me because you needed help.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n She looked at Gordon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou used me because you expected help.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n That distinction changed everything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gordon’s voice softened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cJocelyn, I can change.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Months earlier, those words might have broken her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Now they didn’t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI hope you do,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n His face lifted with a flicker of hope.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBut you need to change for yourself. Not because you’re afraid of losing my money.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n A week later, Jocelyn moved into a small apartment near the beach.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It wasn’t luxurious.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It wasn’t perfect.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But it was hers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For the first time in years, her home felt peaceful.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She rested when she needed to rest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She cooked when she wanted to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She watched sunsets without waiting for someone to demand something from her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Slowly, she began feeling better.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Six months later, she returned to her doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n After reviewing her progress, he smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou’re doing much better.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn smiled back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI finally listened.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sometimes the hardest person to take care of, she realized, is yourself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gordon continued counseling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He apologized without demanding that Jocelyn return.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That mattered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But an apology couldn’t erase years of behavior.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Forgiveness didn’t mean returning to the place where you were hurt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sometimes forgiveness simply meant moving forward without carrying the anger with you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A year after the separation, Gordon asked to meet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They sat at a quiet caf\u00e9 near the water.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI know I don’t deserve another chance,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn remained silent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI spent years thinking that because you were strong, you didn’t need support.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat was never true.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI know that now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn looked toward the ocean.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDo you know what hurt the most?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNot the shopping trip.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gordon lowered his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIt was realizing that I was afraid if I stopped giving, people might stop loving me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI loved you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMaybe you did,\u201d she said gently. \u201cBut love without respect becomes painful.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gordon nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI should have protected you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The honesty made him uncomfortable.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBut not because you were my husband,\u201d Jocelyn continued. \u201cBecause I was a human being standing in front of you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gordon continued therapy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He rebuilt his life slowly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Rita eventually had to confront her own spending habits after Jocelyn stopped funding the lifestyle she had grown accustomed to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And Jocelyn?<\/p>\n\n\n\n She built something entirely different.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She became a mentor at work.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She traveled again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She reconnected with old friends.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She spent weekends by the ocean.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Most importantly, she stopped measuring her worth by how much she could provide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n One afternoon, she returned to the same luxury boutique where everything had started.<\/p>\n\n\n\n This time, she wasn’t shopping for Gordon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She wasn’t shopping for Rita.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She wasn’t trying to make anyone happy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She simply wanted something for herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A sales associate recognized her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWelcome back. Shopping for someone special?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn touched a simple necklace displayed beneath the lights.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn looked at her reflection.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For the first time, she didn’t hesitate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMe.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n She bought the necklace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It wasn’t the most expensive thing she’d ever owned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was one of the simplest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Yet it meant more than every luxury item she’d purchased for someone else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Because this time, she wasn’t buying approval.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She was celebrating herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n When she returned to her apartment, she found an old envelope tucked inside a box.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Her own handwriting was on the front.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Inside was a letter she’d written years earlier during a difficult period.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The first sentence stopped her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n If you’re reading this, I hope you’ve finally learned that love should not require you to disappear.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn kept reading.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I hope you stopped apologizing for having needs. I hope you stopped feeling guilty for saying no. I hope you realized that being loved means being cared for\u2014not simply being useful.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Tears filled her eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The woman who had written that letter had known the truth long before Jocelyn was ready to accept it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Now she finally understood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She didn’t need to earn her worth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She never had.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Years later, Jocelyn still wore the necklace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And whenever someone asked what changed her life, she didn’t mention the shopping trip.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She didn’t mention the money.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She didn’t even mention Gordon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She talked about the moment she realized something simple:<\/p>\n\n\n\n Being needed is not the same as being loved.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n You can be generous without sacrificing yourself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n You can forgive someone without returning to them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n You can care about family without allowing them to consume your peace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And sometimes, choosing yourself isn’t selfish.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It’s necessary.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jocelyn had spent years believing her greatest value came from what she could provide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But the greatest gift she ever gave herself wasn’t a designer purchase, a luxury vacation, or an expensive piece of jewelry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was permission to stop disappearing for everyone else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She touched the necklace at her collarbone and smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For the first time, the life she was living wasn’t built around keeping everyone else happy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was built around keeping herself whole.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And that was worth more than anything money could buy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" At the boutique, Rita smiled at the sales associate. \u201cShe\u2019s very generous,\u201d she said. \u201cShe always takes care of family.\u201d…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":7984,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7985","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tbdig.com\/benetv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7985","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tbdig.com\/benetv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tbdig.com\/benetv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tbdig.com\/benetv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tbdig.com\/benetv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7985"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/tbdig.com\/benetv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7985\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7986,"href":"https:\/\/tbdig.com\/benetv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7985\/revisions\/7986"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tbdig.com\/benetv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7984"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tbdig.com\/benetv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7985"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tbdig.com\/benetv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7985"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tbdig.com\/benetv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7985"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}