Nick Middaugh

Especially if my mom's like losing her shit.

What am I reading? Uh, and, uh, she, she kept looking at me and she just, um, was broken. And, uh, that felt very much like I was pulling this knife out of my chest and shoving it into hers. And she's in between sobs. She's, uh, saying like, can you just talk? Like, I can't, I can't read this.

What am I reading? Uh, and, uh, she, she kept looking at me and she just, um, was broken. And, uh, that felt very much like I was pulling this knife out of my chest and shoving it into hers. And she's in between sobs. She's, uh, saying like, can you just talk? Like, I can't, I can't read this.

What am I reading? Uh, and, uh, she, she kept looking at me and she just, um, was broken. And, uh, that felt very much like I was pulling this knife out of my chest and shoving it into hers. And she's in between sobs. She's, uh, saying like, can you just talk? Like, I can't, I can't read this.

Right.

Right.

Right.

Right. And my dad's silent. He's reading it, but I can see his eyes are wet. And, uh, the conversation becomes a glossed over description of what happened to me because I didn't want to give them the full detail. Why?

Right. And my dad's silent. He's reading it, but I can see his eyes are wet. And, uh, the conversation becomes a glossed over description of what happened to me because I didn't want to give them the full detail. Why?

Right. And my dad's silent. He's reading it, but I can see his eyes are wet. And, uh, the conversation becomes a glossed over description of what happened to me because I didn't want to give them the full detail. Why?

I don't, I think probably like selfishly, not selfishly, it's not the right word, but I guess in my mind, I wanted to spare them of like the explicit detail of the actual sexual acts and stuff like that.

I don't, I think probably like selfishly, not selfishly, it's not the right word, but I guess in my mind, I wanted to spare them of like the explicit detail of the actual sexual acts and stuff like that.

I don't, I think probably like selfishly, not selfishly, it's not the right word, but I guess in my mind, I wanted to spare them of like the explicit detail of the actual sexual acts and stuff like that.

I can see myself being like, no, no, you can't. I mean, you'd probably want to know.

I can see myself being like, no, no, you can't. I mean, you'd probably want to know.

I can see myself being like, no, no, you can't. I mean, you'd probably want to know.

Yeah. So kind of describing what happened to them, and then they're asking me when would it happen, where would it happen, how long did it continue, when did it stop, Is there anything that they could do to help me? And it was more this moment of, like, we're all crying, and I'm trying to comfort them. And they're asking me, you know, am I OK now?

Yeah. So kind of describing what happened to them, and then they're asking me when would it happen, where would it happen, how long did it continue, when did it stop, Is there anything that they could do to help me? And it was more this moment of, like, we're all crying, and I'm trying to comfort them. And they're asking me, you know, am I OK now?

Yeah. So kind of describing what happened to them, and then they're asking me when would it happen, where would it happen, how long did it continue, when did it stop, Is there anything that they could do to help me? And it was more this moment of, like, we're all crying, and I'm trying to comfort them. And they're asking me, you know, am I OK now?

And certain games would start, like, what could we have done different, which doesn't give you any kind of reward playing those games. And ultimately, you know, it was super emotionally raw conversation. And all of the fears I had associated with that conversation were completely false. They embraced me. How it could have gone. Yeah. Yeah. Like how it could have gone.