My Mom Told Me to “Stop Being Dramatic” While I Was Bleeding on a Trauma Stretcher—Two Weeks Later, She Finally Saw Me

my kids over them.”

She sighed. “You’re different.”

“Good,” I replied.

I started seeing a therapist. In our second session, she asked, “If your parents called tomorrow and apologized sincerely, what would you want?”

I stared at the ceiling. “I don’t think they’re capable of a sincere apology.”

“I didn’t ask if they were. I asked what you would want if they continue reading …