The Ruler From 1990: How My Tough Love Drowned My Son

you something I learned too late.”

He waited.

“If he starts talking about ‘back in my day,’” I said, “don’t argue numbers with him. He’ll dig in deeper.”

The young man’s eyebrows lifted.

“Then what?”

“Tell him what tired means,” I said quietly. “Tell him ‘I’m tired’ doesn’t mean ‘I want a nap.’ It means ‘I don’t know how much longer I can pretend I’m okay.continue reading …