“I never had the healthiest relationship with my parents,” admits an anonymous writer today. “Even as a kid, I felt like I was putting in more effort to make things work. Over the years I reached out, went above and beyond, and tried to create a healthy family unit. I saw friends’ relationships with their parents and wanted that, too. I failed every time.” Well, she got older and she tried to do things differently. And that’s when she became the bad guy. — Kelly Faircloth, Executive Editor |
