From The Globe and Mail
It was Sunday night and Lucas’s mother had had it with her 15-year-old son.
“I am just sick of this. Look at this mess. I ask you to clean up the kitchen, and you don’t do anything.”
“That’s not true, I do lots of stuff.”
Lucas and his mother argued back and forth until, he said: “You’re always nagging me. You don’t understand. My life sucks. It really does. Your divorce ruined my life.” Then he burst into tears....