“How are you?” “Well, I have a ton of work to do. I broke my daughter because consequences are a thing and I’m exhausted.” “What are you doing to take care of yourself?” “Um. After I work all day, I’ll probably finish the Harry Potter castle with my husband.” The therapist smiles and I send my daughter into her office. Some of us were always meant to be in the eye of the storm. We sit, hunkered down while chaos rages. If I close my eyes, I can hear the roar of tornado strength winds. I know that if I let go, I will be caught up and thrown around…