Sometimes the only way to get past a bad thing is to forget it and move on.
Apparently Ive been going at it all wrong and instead of helping my children Ive been invalidating their feelings to the point that one is cutting and suicidal and the other cant wait to get as far away from me as possible.
Her father was an alcoholic and her parents were divorced when she was 17.
Repeated withdrawal, though, tends to decrease our self-confidence and lead to a sense of powerlessness and depression.
She seemed as athletic as the father, which makes sense of course.
Again I feel guilty because I did not say anything.
And yet, it is neither illegal, "immoral" nor even widely recognized as a problem.