I'm still waiting for my check from Melody Beattie.
A friend of mine and I bonded over our overly critical fathers back in jr. high school. We would spend hours on the phone, alternating b/t gossiping about our classmates and venting about our fathers. We are still good friends to this day. Her father died last November and it was a sad thing to deal with, not just b/c she lost her dad, but moreso due to the history we both shared with our fathers.
Our reasons for bonding may have been dysfunctional, but I could not have made it through my teenage years without her friendship. She was the
only person in my life who understood what I was going through. Fortunately, our friendship has never been unhealthy. We've always maintained appropriate boundaries.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it!
