Sep 7, 2018 · 1 min read
A young neighbor boy has had no way to turn in his life. His heart and mind are estranged. His story, pointed. He survives by denying it.
I listened to him for well over an hour yesterday.
He spewed forth. His psyche is breaking. From my experience, no doubt. I’ll keep listening.
His father, missing. His mother: well-meaning but boxed in and stunted.
Your post, Daniel, is excruciatingly provocative. Thank you for writing it. I felt like you had to write it. I hope it will be read widely.
