maybe, though it might be closer to one in four—really hard stuff happens to them, in their own family, or by an acquaintance whom that family trusts. Trauma, neglect, abuse, manipulation, coercion, exposure to violence. And they don’t have the tools to process it, or the words to talk about it. So silence follows. Forced complicity. Shame. Soon what you’ve got is thick black tar, and when the light shines through…” I let my sentence trail, knowing he’s probably realized I’m not talking just about my cases through the years, that some of what I know, I’ve lived first.
