Her words had me pinned against the pantry door in the kitchen. She screamed and called me bipolar and a brat, and then in a high-pitch shriek said that she never speaks to me because she does not want a relationship with us and that she's counting down the days until she leaves. There was more, but I couldn't make it out between her sobs and my shock.
It hasn't been an easy road with this little one. I understand the distancing. It's a defense mechanism and I don't blame her for it. She's traveled this road before.Read More