I might have prayed for…Parents that caredParents that guided me, taught meParents that loved each other and modeled a loving relationship, intimacyParents that had boundaries, set boundaries, provided safety or at least triedParents that reasoned things out, talked...
THE PACKAGE(A short poem about my struggle to face the ugly truth about family dysfunction.) A package appears on my desk,addressed to me.It’s from my parents.I see the label: Family Secrets. I know the rules:do not open under any circumstance.But the package calls to...
I study an old photograph from sixty-five years ago.My parents are cutting their wedding cake.I see Mom, three months pregnant, scared and uncertain, younger than her appearance.I see daddy-Monster, arrogant and dominant, younger than his appearance, with a predatory...
You are about to transfer to {fbExpr this.triggerElement.href}. The link you have selected is located on another server. The linked site contains information that has been created, published, maintained by another organization. ACA WSO is not responsible for,nor are we endorsing this content.
You can click stay here to remain on adultchildren.org
