Guilty of Being a Parent By James Terminiello On Mother’s Day, my wife needed to visit local urge nt care clinic. During her examination , she related to the attending physician the sad tale of our estrangement from our daughter. Before my wife could go into any detail , the physician told her that she too was estranged from her daughter. What’s more: She was accused of being a toxic narcissist. So were we. She was told of past offenses she was never aware of. So were we. She was convicted of things she never did. So wer e we . Events were misinterpreted. Same here. She felt like she was being lectured by a therapist, not talking to a daughter . We d etected the same canned textbook lingo. She was told she must apologize for all past offenses. Ditto. She was blocked. Shut down. Cut off. As were we. She was bewildered. We were struck numb. Yes, you could put it down to coincidence. But... Three days later, my wife co...