My teenage daughter comes home from school every day more angry about the world we're leaving her, and I cycle between wanting to protect her from the worst of it and knowing she has every right to rage at us, and we're both drowning in this dynamic where my guilt meets her fury and neither of us knows how to love each other through it.
More people experience this than they realize.
Love strained by the weight of inherited catastrophe and the complexity of culpability.
“Where Are You with Climate grief and ecological mourning?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.