He breaks my heart into a thousand pieces by making the wrong choices with nary a thought about the consequences I suffer.
I could never explain the lump in my throat sadness to someone who doesn’t have such an attachment to their own father.
Tough love!
Cut him out of your life!
Examples of the unsolicited advice offered.
How do you “tough love” a damaged 86-year old?
How do you do cut someone off who literally only has you?
People mean well but they suggest cruelty that my heart doesn’t hold for him.
I get lauded for being “so good” to him and I pay a price for my unconditionality.
All I want, all I’ve ever wanted is for him to life peacefully with some sense of joy.
He can’t give me that and today I ache as I once again pick up the toys he’s thrown all over the room.
Immigrant Musings 