Thin and Defensive In early April, I got into another argument with my daughter. ‘Argument’ is a bit of a misnomer – it was more in line with a harangue by her towards me. It caused me a fair bit of mental distress, and I’ve come to realize that we can’t live together again. It’s not good for me. It’s not good for either of … Continue reading Flirting With Relapse – a journal joint.