I just had a conversation with my middle son and am now slightly triggered depressively. I just don’t know where i went wrong. He’s so black and white thinking. And he’s always a victim.
And he’s holding onto things that have been said to him that were in poor taste but no harm meant. Families say hurtful things but that doesn’t mean there’s malice. I just want to cry and frankly i want him to move out because it’s just almost too much. But it’s just a conversation and my guilt is my own. I just don’t know how to get to him that his life is not reality.