True Anecdote: The Day My Mother Threw Me Out At 13 Years Of Age.

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My parents divorced when I was eight. My father, therefore, moved out, leaving me to live with my highly unstable and histrionic mother and older (by three years) brother. Not long after this, my mother began to use me as a kind of ‘counselor’. Indeed, she would sometimes refer to me as her ‘Little Psychiatrist.’ …