Reyna Delacruz Lear... — Familytherapy Honey Hayes

Lear hesitated. “...Invisible.”

“Trapped,” Reyna said.

Honey (tearful): “I’m doing everything alone. Reyna won’t listen, and Lear just hides in his room.” Reyna (crossing arms): “You only notice him. I stopped existing when Dad left.” Lear (quietly): “She yells at me every day, Mom.” Therapist: “Reyna, when you hear Lear say that, what happens inside?” Reyna (long pause): “I feel like the bad guy. Again. So I might as well be.” FamilyTherapy Honey Hayes Reyna Delacruz Lear...

“See?” Lear muttered. “She’s always like this.” Lear hesitated

“Put the phone away, Reyna,” Honey said. Lear hesitated. “...Invisible.” “Trapped

The family therapist, a calm woman with kind eyes, entered. “Good afternoon, Hayes-Delacruz family. Before we begin, I want everyone to say one word about how you’re feeling right now.”