The book club I've been part of for eight years has slowly turned into more of a therapy group where one person dominates every discussion with her personal drama, and while we all care about her, it's not what the rest of us signed up for — but we're all too nice to say anything and now two people have quietly stopped coming.
More people experience this than they realize.
A group is being held hostage by their own kindness and inability to name what's happening, even as the thing they all originally wanted dissolves.
“Where Are You with Parenting through your own mental health challenges?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.