interiorplay: “Sometimes I get angry that your nearly silent sighs were not mine to hear, that it was not my mouth you kissed, that you did not look into my eyes as the waves passed through you. Sometimes I get angry that another gave you pleasure and woke to you at dawn; that I have […]
Continue ReadingParenting a teen with Intermittent Explosive Disorder (IED, it’s a thing) is fucking exhausting. And most of the time I am shooting from the hip.
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