What a plural family/system of nine experienced when therapy made the outside world too continuously present—and what one twelve-year-old boy is teaching his father about finding his way home.
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Dad’s Here
Solis looked up from the phone and, for a moment, the physical world became overwhelmingly concrete. We call it a terror peek. On a day when we asked a therapist for help, it brought us back to one of the most important questions in our family: Where is the adult? Dad’s here.
