It's been a complicated few days. I have written numerous drafts that give way to the demands of the next drama unfolding in real-time. I'm far from innocent in the cast of characters playing into the dysfunctional dynamic playing out before my eyes, at times in slow-motion disbelief. I'm ending what's likely been the most substantially life-changing year than any before, and it might just prove to be the warm-up for 2023. Buckle up. This shit's gonna get more real than you could have imagined. I have fears and anxieties about the situation I'm facing with my son that he's facing internally, the complexities that lie in the interactions between him, his sister, my wife and their former stepmother (the last 2 being 1). As I told my counselor last week, we must prove to be a landmark case study in the realm of psychological scenarios. She agreed. What's played out over the past 2 years, let alone the past 10 going back to the decision to divorce, let alone the last 20 going back to the decision to pursue having children, is a masterpiece in the making of literary fiction. But it's all true, all real, and all painfully endured bit a cast of players I love dearly and have likely damaged significantly by seeking happiness and harmony in exchange for dysfunction and sacrifices I could not maintain. Ultimately, life has happened to us in our realities without our own respective needs and expectations. Through how many lifetimes has this cycle played out? Likely all recorded and more. I look at the whole picture and realize there's seldom true evil and ill-intent. Simple needs and expectations are being maligned and misunderstood to the point of being defined as the former. Few souls are dammed. Regardless of my son's horrible treatment of me, it's not borne from other than his viewpoint and perspectives, and nothing else. We'll have our champions, we'll have our critics, and we'll all be subject to judgment by others that are being judged in parallel. It's sad to consider the breadth of influences and biases that might go into this mess of assumptions.