The Holes in Our Stories—Part 1 Frequently, the people around us show us only what they want us to see. The idealistic family photos on social media, the bright smiling faces on Sabbath morning, and the standard “I’m fine” reply to the polite, if superficial, inquiry as to how one is doing. All too often there is no indication of the trauma, depression, abuse, addiction, or mental illness people suffer or perpetrate behind closed doors. These are the holes in their stories.
I have never before felt the need to start a story with a disclaimer. However, the story that follows is disturbing. I have chosen to …