Now that I know my grandson isn't a cardiologist, I feel I can smoke as much as I want.
Why did you send her out?
I need her to hear all the ways she's hurt me.
And I need for her to say she's sorry for everything she's done!
Joy, please.
People often ask me to mediate confrontations with their parents,
hoping to get the same thing you want.
But out of times, what they get is a defensive,
wounded parent who remembers things differently.
And the relationship only worsens.