Our family has always joked that my sister is 'the Beauty' and I'm 'the Beast' based on an old fairy tale game we played as kids, but now that we're adults planning our father's memorial, we can't seem to break out of these roles even when we need to just be two people who lost their dad.
More people experience this than they realize.
You are discovering how the stories families tell about themselves can become prisons, especially when real tenderness is needed.
“Where Are You with Love in Myth & Story?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.