My Teenage Daughter Wrote Me a Letter Begging Me to Believe Her Pain — I Found It Five Weeks Later, Tucked Inside My Husband’s Jacket

“Whatever it is, we do it.

And I want you to hear this part, Irene, because it is a rule now and it does not have an expiration date.

From this second forward, you are in every single decision about your own body.

Nobody talks over you.

Nobody decides for you.

Not your father, not me.

You.”

That night, Mark did not come home.