Mixed emotions
A whirlwind of emotions overwhelmed me: relief that the truth had finally come out, anger at having been left in the dark, and sadness at what my son was going through. “You should have told me sooner,” I whispered, my voice knotted with emotion. Michael lowered his eyes and nodded, his face marked by heavy guilt. “I know, Mom,” he replied, but his voice broke before he could add anything more. A heavy silence settled between us, as I fully perceived the burden he carried. We stood there, frozen, not knowing how to move forward.
Mixed emotions
Linda’s concern
Michael told me that Linda was particularly concerned about my “meddling”. “Mom, she thinks that if you knew, you’d try to step in and fix everything, but that would only make tensions worse,” he explained. A pang of sadness passed through me. I’d never wanted to interfere, but it was impossible to deny my desire to help. What he was telling me about Linda’s worries added a new dimension to the situation, showing me that, behind it all, communication problems seemed to be the main source.
Linda’s anxiety
