Dan sat on the couch visibly upset. His body was tense, and it looked like he was at a point of yelling or crying.
“My son and I used to be attached at the hip. Anywhere I went he went. Now, I can’t even get him to take out the trash without him yelling at me for ruining his life or accusing me of being mean or angry. I am angry! I have done nothing to him, or her for that matter. She left me and yet I am the bad guy, and she is definitely turning him against me.