Posted on 20 May 2015
What a week.
After defending my mother’s nontraditional therapy technique, last week we learned something about her that I can’t explain or defend.
I can’t, because I know as much about it as you do. Not only has my mother never mentioned this vandalism , but she doesn’t seem to have any interest in talking to me about it now.
My texts to her have gotten no response, and my emails have not been read.
Mom, if you’re reading this, I know this must be a sensitive topic, but please get in touch with me. This isn’t how this is supposed to go. As the daughter in this duo, you’re supposed to be the one begging me to call.
If you don’t want to talk about what happened in ‘89, that’s fine. Just please let us all know that you’re alright. This is the last thing Stella and I need right now.