October 22, 2019
Last month was my parents' 42nd wedding anniversary, and though their relationship has dissolved many years ago, it's still something I hold on to for dear life, like a little child. This is why I time my annual "major repair sessions" around this date—for luck, for old time's sake, for some twisted kind of hope, I guess. Maybe. Close friends know that majority of my therapy sessions center around family issues. And what I really want to come across is that sometimes the very thing that causes our deepest despair can also be the thing that keeps us afloat.