Dignity Isn’t a Countdown: When “Safety” Starts Feeling Like Control

you how to be careful,” I continued. “I gave you boundaries. I told you to call. I told you to trust your gut. And then I let you live.”

Denise’s mouth tightened. “That’s different.”

“How?” I asked.

“Because you were young.”

“And now I’m old,” I said, “so you think I don’t deserve the same respect?”

Michael shifted in his chair. He didn’t like where this continue reading …