…k the real problem is my mother and her incessant need for everything to “be okay”. I’m pretty sure if she wouldn’t continually try to orchestrate all of our interactions so that SHE felt comfortable with the way things are, my dad wouldn’t lose any sleep. I know I’ve not, for a single second, grieved the loss of my relati…
The conductor. I know that one. Places, places, everyone. Now, in perfect harmony with my vision, we will all sing Silent Night.
Fiction, however damaging, is preferable to the chaos of reality and the independence of individuals.
I am so sorry, Alexainie .