As a pastor of a decade and a half now, I have sat through some pretty rough family counseling sessions.
You’d be amazed at the harsh things people can say to each other… or, maybe you wouldn’t be. I guess that’s even sadder.
Some of the barbs that get thrown include:
If you cared about me at all…
I don’t think I can love you anymore…
You’re an idiot…
I just wish I was as important to you as your sister is…
It’s me or the XBOX (seriously, I’ve heard this one)…
I can’t stand to be around you anymore…
Ouch! After a few of those, it’s a little awkward trying to schedule the next meeting. I never know if they are planning on being together in a week, or if I’ll have to visit one of them in the county clink where they now reside for stabbing their mate.