“Really? I’ve never felt the need for therapy…” Whoops. I did it again. I confided in another mom. One that I thought would “get it.” When I told her of the struggles I’d had with one of my kids, and how my husband and I thought that the best thing to do was to get some professional help, I thought I was extending a little offering: I’ve struggled with my kids. If you need someone to understand, I will. Instead, she took that offering and smooshed it under her foot like a cigarette butt she was trying to stamp out. …