When my client came to my office for therapy just shy of her 70th birthday, I didn’t know if I could help her.
A divorced mother estranged from her four adult children — because of her bad mothering, she explained — she was living alone, retired from a job she disliked, racked with sorrow over the way her children’s lives had turned out, and saw no reason to get up in the morning. Could anything, she wondered, change at this late date?
As I listened to her situation, I had the same question: Was it too late for things to change? I felt pretty confident that I could help her make certain changes, like becoming less socially isolated. But what really plagued her, day after day, was that her children were suffering, and she’d been the cause.
Her daughter, the eldest, was in an abusive long-term relationship. One of her sons had been struggling since his teens with addiction. Another was stuck in a menial job, and the other had been in a volatile marriage. So even if she could become happier, she wondered, did she really deserve it? How could she be happy if her children were miserable?
I couldn’t deny my client’s role in their suffering. Back when she was a college sophomore, she had met her future husband, a charming, engaging upperclassman who was everything her distant older parents weren’t. But after they had kids — one after the other — her husband began drinking, and she felt trapped, just as she had in her childhood home.
Where would she go? Half a century ago, how would a single mother, an unemployed college dropout with four children and no outside family support, make a living? So she numbed herself with denial, looking the other way when her husband would fly into drunken rages at the children, hurl abusive insults their way, and later, strike one of their sons.
Eventually, she did take the kids and leave, but the damage had been done. Wasn’t her failure to protect her children, she asked me, unforgivable?
She described her own childhood, wondering if she was at fault for her parents’ distance from her, brooding over it alone in her room. Have I done something to upset them, to cause them to take so little interest in me? They’d waited a long time to have a child, their only one; had she not lived up to what they had hoped for?
I thought about her children and how confusing and harrowing their childhoods must have been. How furious they must be now. How they must not want to deal with their mother coming to them, as she had several times over the years, in tears and begging for a relationship.B:
独霸天下心水论坛【第】546【章】【娘】【亲】【救】【命】【啊】！ 【旭】【刚】【刚】【起】【身】， 【情】【急】【之】【下】， 【召】【出】【刚】【刚】【收】【服】【不】【久】【的】【毒】【蛟】【冲】【向】【魅】【姬】， 【快】【速】【拿】【出】【回】【灵】【丹】，【疗】【伤】【的】【丹】【药】【塞】【进】【自】【家】【师】【弟】【口】【中】，【自】【己】【也】【连】【服】【数】【颗】。 【好】【在】【两】【人】【丹】【药】【不】【缺】，【损】【耗】【的】【灵】【力】【在】【丹】【药】【的】【作】【用】【下】，【能】【快】【速】【补】【充】【回】【来】。 【阿】【烨】【所】【受】【的】【驭】【雷】【诀】【反】【噬】【也】【在】【快】【速】【缓】【解】。 “【昂】..“
… 【毒】【液】【装】【甲】，【并】【不】【存】【在】【于】【当】【初】【系】【统】【赠】【送】【给】【他】【的】【全】【套】【战】【甲】【中】。 【那】【是】【用】【一】【种】【完】【整】【的】【液】【态】【智】【能】【金】【属】【制】【作】【出】【来】【的】【战】【甲】【系】【统】，【可】【在】【与】【穿】【戴】【者】【的】【身】【体】【连】【接】【时】【立】【即】【硬】【化】。 【所】【谓】【的】【液】【态】【智】【能】【金】【属】，【更】【像】【是】【存】【在】【于】【一】【种】【金】【属】【和】【液】【态】【之】【间】【的】【生】【命】【体】，【如】【同】【史】【莱】【姆】【一】【样】【变】【幻】。 【与】【血】【边】【装】【甲】【的】【纳】【米】【技】【术】【不】【同】，【毒】【液】【装】【甲】【是】【基】【于】【共】【生】
【当】【天】，【楚】【南】【星】【到】【了】【后】【半】【夜】【才】【回】【来】。 【原】【本】【以】【为】【所】【有】【人】【都】【睡】【了】，【结】【果】【到】【了】【大】【门】【口】，【发】【现】【屋】【里】【还】【亮】【着】【灯】。 【她】【满】【身】【血】【污】【走】【进】【来】，【看】【到】【其】【他】【人】【关】【切】【的】【脸】，“【不】【是】【我】【的】【血】。” 【楚】【南】【星】【扬】【了】【扬】【手】【里】【的】【羊】【皮】【口】【袋】，【那】【是】【她】【日】【常】【装】【晶】【核】【用】【的】，【比】【登】【山】【包】【容】【量】【还】【大】【一】【些】，【放】【在】【她】【那】【里】，【却】【轻】【的】【像】【羽】【毛】【似】【的】。 【许】【燕】【归】【说】【道】，“【你】
【轰】【然】【从】【雷】【神】【法】【相】【身】【上】【传】【了】【出】【来】。 【于】【刹】【那】【间】，【混】【合】【着】【天】【地】【间】【无】【上】【威】【力】【的】【霸】【气】，【聚】【集】【在】【这】【片】【空】【间】【之】【内】！【以】【及】【它】【无】【限】【的】【疯】【狂】！ “【雷】【神】【怒】！”【梦】【安】【澜】【也】【不】【废】【话】，【皱】【眉】【娇】【喝】【的】【同】【一】【时】【间】，【那】【正】【端】【坐】【半】【空】【的】【法】【相】，【排】【斥】【周】【围】【一】【切】【举】【起】【手】【中】【巨】【锤】【落】【下】！ 【轰】…【砰】！ 【锤】【锥】【乍】【一】【相】【碰】，【一】【声】【震】【彻】【天】【地】【的】【雷】【光】，【陡】【然】【亮】【过】【响】【起】，独霸天下心水论坛【陈】【邃】【忍】【不】【住】【皱】【了】【皱】【眉】【头】，【家】【大】【业】【大】【的】【利】【兹】【庄】【园】【驯】【养】【着】【超】【过】【三】【十】【匹】【能】【吃】【能】【拉】【的】【骏】【马】，【马】【棚】【中】【的】【气】【味】【之】【浓】【烈】【就】【连】【半】【深】【渊】【化】【的】【身】【体】【也】【不】【能】【完】【全】【克】【服】。 【虽】【然】【怀】【疑】【鲁】【道】【夫】【将】【会】【面】【地】【点】【选】【在】【这】【里】【的】【原】【因】，【但】【他】【终】【究】【没】【说】【什】【么】，【跟】【在】【守】【卫】【身】【后】【走】【了】【进】【去】。 【打】【扮】【得】【跟】【一】【名】【农】【夫】【似】【的】【鲁】【道】【夫】【正】【挥】【舞】【草】【叉】【忙】【活】【着】【什】【么】，【听】【到】【脚】【步】【声】，【头】
【另】【一】【座】【擂】【台】【上】，【马】【克】【的】【现】【任】【妻】【子】——【金】【发】【玛】【丽】【将】【对】【手】【扔】【下】【擂】【台】，【干】【脆】【利】【落】【地】【赢】【得】【了】【一】【场】【战】【斗】。 【同】【样】【身】【为】【亲】【传】【弟】【子】，【有】【幸】【拜】【入】【金】【牌】【教】【练】【比】【克】【门】【下】【的】【她】，【最】【终】【超】【越】【了】【丈】【夫】，【如】【今】【的】【真】【实】【常】【态】【战】【斗】【力】【已】【达】【到】1.2【万】【的】【水】【平】。 【要】【知】【道】，【两】【年】【前】【的】【她】，【战】【斗】【力】【仅】【有】165，【比】【之】【马】【克】【当】【时】380【的】【战】【斗】【力】【差】【了】【一】【倍】【有】【余】。
“【你】【若】【是】【喜】【欢】【锦】【都】【那】【地】【方】，【三】【年】【五】【载】【也】【无】【不】【可】，【你】【若】【是】【不】【喜】【欢】【那】【地】【方】，【圣】【上】【还】【要】【强】【留】【我】【们】……” 【郁】【垚】【的】【声】【音】【越】【发】【清】【冷】，【意】【味】【越】【发】【深】【长】。 【老】【爷】【子】【也】【没】【了】【声】【气】，【不】【知】【在】【想】【什】【么】。 …… 【银】【阙】，【尚】【武】【殿】，【独】【属】【于】【小】【乔】【的】【休】【息】【室】【里】，【几】【个】【侍】【女】【都】【露】【出】【了】【愕】【然】【的】【神】【色】。 “【什】【么】？【离】【开】【滇】【南】，【到】【锦】【都】【去】？”【风】【清】【惊】