I don’t know who I am to my daughter anymore

For 7 years, I was my daughter’s protector and primary supporter. And this week I realized she doesn't need me in that role anymore. So now what? Who do I want to be in her life? I have no idea. And it's physically uncomfortable—a tightness in my chest and throat. But when I force an answer about a relationship, I'm just soothing my anxiety with a story. "She needs me to always be available." "I haven’t heard from her so something must be wrong." Meanwhile, I miss the chance to discover a new...