My 5-Year-Old Niece Whispered, “The Chair Hurts Me”—Then She Showed Me What She Had Hidden Underneath
Hated algebra.
Was briefly convinced she would become a marine biologist despite refusing to touch fish.
She continued therapy, though less frequently.
Some periods she wanted more.
Others less.
Birthdays could be hard.
Father’s Day complicated.
Mother’s Day worse.
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