If I Was Gone

If I was gone, people would notice, a funeral well attended Tears would be shed,  regrets told in earnest a house would be sold, possessions disposed of not that it matters, no possession defines me My family would gather, tell stories of my life some would be lovely, others recalled to clarify I was a … Continue reading If I Was Gone

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