“You think you have it under control until something throws it all off and you have a breakdown,” Lisa, a mother of two from suburban Pennsylvania, told me. “You suddenly realize your kid’s shoes are two sizes too small, and you burst into tears: You’re a horrible mom who has abused her kid because you were caught up in the day-to-day. Toddlers never tell you when shoes are too tight. You agree to split the weekend with your spouse, and he goes off golfing for seven hours and you are so filled with rage when he gets home that you don’t even care that tomorrow is ‘your day,’ because you have
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