I am on the cusp of moving home to help my dad manage my alcoholic, abusive, terminally ill mother. Thanks to distance and a lot of time I am fairly immune to my mom’s bullshit, unlike the rest of my family who is being smothered in it.

Thank you. I will order the book immediately.

This is what I’m most afraid of, I think. The feelings of guilt and shame that comes from individuating from my not so great parents. My mother is very much like Mark’s, right down to the physical/verbally abusive, raging behavior and me never knowing what could set her off, plus a so what caring, but passive father,…

Thank you, love. What a beautiful message.

Aw, jinni.

I related to this viscerally. My mother was angriest when she sensed that we (and especially I ) were happy, and then the rage would take over, eclipsing everything else. Our childhood was spent in fear: the toll of which is lifelong.

MARK! *HUGS*

OMG my blood is pumping to do this and I’m terrified of heights and falling.

I can only assume he thought he was immortal.

just another reminder of why you should have a will, especially if you have assets you wish to protect. i just cant understand how someone so controlling of his image didnt plan for this

Bingo BONGO

White people. Plz explain.

There is a reason this is my profile image

The first time I saw my dad cry was at the Vietnam memorial. I was 11. He was a vet and he’d suppressed so much from that time period that he couldn’t even remember the names of the friends he lost and that really, really upset him. (That is how my dad deals with shit. He pushes it down as far as it will go. That is…

I’m a woman, but the first time I saw my dad cry, ever, was at his mother’s funeral when I was 19. I’d not been a crier as a youth, and I realized in that moment it was because I looked up to my dad so much, and he was a stoic, almost emotionless (besides anger) person. This helped me see that all the…

Am I doing it right? You said mail tears.

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I LOVED this piece. I’ve had clients come to me and say horrible things like, “I couldn’t cry at my own father’s funeral; please help me cry.” I know people who do impact play, just to help them start crying. Many of them are men, but some are women. Crying is such a loaded event, with so many more social implications…