“I thought I had to be strong for you. I thought I had to show only the positives so you can rely on me. I thought that’s what men are supposed to do. *confused*”
“I’ve never told anyone about this other than my mom. Well, she found out by herself… but maybe I can trust you?” I can’t imagine the pain. The truth is we don’t know nearly as much as we think we do. Open the dialogue.
“No, she has to go to her father’s house. Her father and mother don’t live together. Her father lives with his girlfriend.” *still the same cheerful mood as if she was talking about her favourite cartoon*
Gradually, the conversations became deeper and more meaningful. The topics range from “Was that potato salad in your Snapchat?” to “I’m worried about you seeking more views and likes. I want you to enjoy writing for the sheer fun you get out of it.”
“If it wasn’t for my children, I wouldn’t still be married. I advise you young people not to get married. It’d be the mistake of your life. People change.”