We reach for visible resets—a buzzed head, a new haircut, a rearranged room—when the invisible work of changing our lives feels impossibly stuck, but our parents read every outward change as a referendum on everything they gave us.
Missed chance there... "Mom, God gave you bad eyesight, so he clearly wants you to always wear your glasses. This is how you thank Him?" And about that very last bit... *bug hug* my friend. I know it's not easy.
Missed chance there... "Mom, God gave you bad eyesight, so he clearly wants you to always wear your glasses. This is how you thank Him?" And about that very last bit... *bug hug* my friend. I know it's not easy.