when we reached the topic of her older brother- i would gently caress her face and hair, look at her with soft Fierce love-filled eyes and tell her it is not her fault. that she did the best she could. that she still does now, reaching 35. that her love for her family continues to heal them even if they don’t know it. i would give that teen a glass of water and a seat. let her know it is okay to rest.