My First Grader Handed Me A 9-Word Note. When I Read It, My Stomach Dropped.

“I wanted to understand how to help Millie — and how to help myself. Was this just a feeling? Or something deeper?”It was a typical Wednesday evening. The kids had just gotten home, and we were deep in the post-school vortex of homework, playtime, screen time, and the daily exchange where parents beg for any crumb of information about their children’s day.