You warned me so many times, like you already have it in your head that I’m a fuck-up. “You judge me as soon as I start talking and I hate it. “You think I’m someone I’m not,” he fired. “I’m asking you both to be vulnerable,” I eventually told him, “and if you target Madden while his guard is down, that’s going to make me snap.” One of the boys, Jordan, began the conversation with a joking attitude, and I shut him down. I recently engaged two preteen boys in a counselling session about why they were in conflict with each other.
