Today, on my 55th birthday, I find myself looking back at what I expected my life to look versus what is does look like.  What I expected was a career as a Psychologist, living a fulfilling life helping others, while remaining single.  What I got was very different. I wish I could blame it all … Continue reading Regrets

The Covert Narc’s Son

I kicked out my middle son today.  Actually, I gave him several months to work things out, to start helping himself and to stop treating me like shit.  When nothing changed, I gave him a month's notice to go.  I should be wracked with guilt, but I'm not.  I'm relieved.  I know it's possible I'll … Continue reading The Covert Narc’s Son