You can make a lot of excuses for what happened back then, but please stop w telling people “we couldn’t tell.” Or, “we had no idea.” I was called “dramatic”. Or, “a liar”. When… you can see in my baby face, something was going on. You could tell, before I even knew what a lie was. Call it what it was… It took too much energy to care. Maybe you didn’t know what to do. Or, you figured “kids are like teflon, they’ll get over it.” ORRR, you thought it was normal (which what does that say about you?