My mom called me “weak” for taking antidepressants—but fought to medicate my brother the second his anger scared her. This episode is for anyone told therapy is “for the broken,” when really, it’s the refusers who stay that way. We’re talking gendered hypocrisy, family therapy disasters (where the kidsdid all the “work”), and why crying in your therapist’s office isn’t defeat—it’s defiance. Spoiler: Calling us “snowflakes” won’t stop the cycle-breakers. It just proves we’re already stronger than they’ll ever be
