For years, I was so focused on helping my son that I almost missed knowing my son. I was so desperate to protect him that my energy went into managing him, not loving him. I was in a relationship with his behaviors, not with him. My eye was so trained to see what was missing that I almost missed seeing what was actually there: the hilarious, kind, handsome, fiercely loyal and loving human standing right in front of me—who, at his core, needs precisely zero fixing. Instead of using my energy to worry about my boy, I started using my energy to get to know him. Instead of being in a relationship
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