I never got the father I longed for. And it made my heart sick for a very long time. I didn’t know I needed to process it. I didn’t even realize it was grief. After all, how can you grieve something you never had? But I’ve since learned - that’s not only possible, it’s necessary. For a long time, I pushed that grief down.

Are boundaries God’s idea? Wht does the Bible say about boundaries and addiction? How do we set boundaries with our addicted loved ones?