"Normal to me, at five years old, was a mom who served as both parents. To me, a father was a drifter who came around occasionally and made you laugh. But who also caused your mom to cry behind closed doors when he left again unexpectedly."
I was recently talking with a friend. It was obvious to me that she was upset, and I began to see if it was something she felt like talking about. “I can tell you’re upset,” I said. “What would make you happy right now?”
She used to feel in love with life, and in love with you, but now she feels worthless and uninteresting. She feels like she’s forgotten how to have fun.
