Gabriel Mizrahi

And that's going to show up in how you communicate that meaning. For example, when you reach out to people and tell them your story or when you sit down for job interviews. So basically, you want to make sense of this, but the reality is that it might not ever totally make sense. Basically, I understand that you want to make sense of this so that you can get through it somehow.

And that's going to show up in how you communicate that meaning. For example, when you reach out to people and tell them your story or when you sit down for job interviews. So basically, you want to make sense of this, but the reality is that it might not ever totally make sense. Basically, I understand that you want to make sense of this so that you can get through it somehow.

And that's going to show up in how you communicate that meaning. For example, when you reach out to people and tell them your story or when you sit down for job interviews. So basically, you want to make sense of this, but the reality is that it might not ever totally make sense. Basically, I understand that you want to make sense of this so that you can get through it somehow.

But the reality is that it might not ever totally make sense, at least to you. And I also think it's possible that it doesn't have to make sense in the way that you want it to.

But the reality is that it might not ever totally make sense, at least to you. And I also think it's possible that it doesn't have to make sense in the way that you want it to.

But the reality is that it might not ever totally make sense, at least to you. And I also think it's possible that it doesn't have to make sense in the way that you want it to.

You could be a party planner for the mother-in-law from the previous question. You don't know.

You could be a party planner for the mother-in-law from the previous question. You don't know.

You could be a party planner for the mother-in-law from the previous question. You don't know.

Okay, next up. Dear I Got Kidnapped Twice and Handsome Boy Number Two. Ooh. I'm a 47-year-old guy living in South Dakota, and I have a sister-in-law, let's call her Debbie, who's a little older than me, is intellectually disabled, and has a mental age of four or five. Last year, there was a dust-up between Debbie and the rest of the family that caused us all to cut a visit short and go home.

Okay, next up. Dear I Got Kidnapped Twice and Handsome Boy Number Two. Ooh. I'm a 47-year-old guy living in South Dakota, and I have a sister-in-law, let's call her Debbie, who's a little older than me, is intellectually disabled, and has a mental age of four or five. Last year, there was a dust-up between Debbie and the rest of the family that caused us all to cut a visit short and go home.

Okay, next up. Dear I Got Kidnapped Twice and Handsome Boy Number Two. Ooh. I'm a 47-year-old guy living in South Dakota, and I have a sister-in-law, let's call her Debbie, who's a little older than me, is intellectually disabled, and has a mental age of four or five. Last year, there was a dust-up between Debbie and the rest of the family that caused us all to cut a visit short and go home.

Even though she was largely responsible, I decided to be the bigger person and smooth things over, so for Christmas I gave her a card apologizing for hurting her feelings. She yelled, I don't want an apology, I want to be mad, which was probably the most authentic thing she's ever said. We're all used to her being perpetually angry, so we let it slide as cute, albeit a little disappointing.

Even though she was largely responsible, I decided to be the bigger person and smooth things over, so for Christmas I gave her a card apologizing for hurting her feelings. She yelled, I don't want an apology, I want to be mad, which was probably the most authentic thing she's ever said. We're all used to her being perpetually angry, so we let it slide as cute, albeit a little disappointing.

Even though she was largely responsible, I decided to be the bigger person and smooth things over, so for Christmas I gave her a card apologizing for hurting her feelings. She yelled, I don't want an apology, I want to be mad, which was probably the most authentic thing she's ever said. We're all used to her being perpetually angry, so we let it slide as cute, albeit a little disappointing.

Yeah. Had a little bit of Jaden going, freaking energy. Freaking! Yeah. I have two sons. One is a teenager and the other is about to be a teenager and is also severely autistic. Debbie and my in-laws live around the corner from us and do a lot of the daycare. She likes to feed my boys afternoon snacks. Although at this age, it's less of a necessity and more of a chance for them all to hang out.

Yeah. Had a little bit of Jaden going, freaking energy. Freaking! Yeah. I have two sons. One is a teenager and the other is about to be a teenager and is also severely autistic. Debbie and my in-laws live around the corner from us and do a lot of the daycare. She likes to feed my boys afternoon snacks. Although at this age, it's less of a necessity and more of a chance for them all to hang out.

Yeah. Had a little bit of Jaden going, freaking energy. Freaking! Yeah. I have two sons. One is a teenager and the other is about to be a teenager and is also severely autistic. Debbie and my in-laws live around the corner from us and do a lot of the daycare. She likes to feed my boys afternoon snacks. Although at this age, it's less of a necessity and more of a chance for them all to hang out.

The other day, my wife went to pick up the boys while I was at work and Debbie was in one of her moods. So she said, Debbie, you would feel so much better if you would just apologize to your brother-in-law and accept his apology. So Debbie went into the bathroom, came back into the living room holding a bottle of medicine and shoved all the pills into her mouth.

The other day, my wife went to pick up the boys while I was at work and Debbie was in one of her moods. So she said, Debbie, you would feel so much better if you would just apologize to your brother-in-law and accept his apology. So Debbie went into the bathroom, came back into the living room holding a bottle of medicine and shoved all the pills into her mouth.