"You and Daddy yell at each other all the time," my 6-year-old son told me, leaning into the bathroom where I was brushing my teeth one morning. "I'm afraid of the fighting." I spit the toothpaste into the sink and watched it swirl in the water. I wanted to slip down into the drain with it.
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