DMCs: Roll of the Dice

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Whenever I read DMCs or true stories in frum teenage magazines I see a pattern: kid has an issue and it gets solved. In the rare cases where it doesn’t get solved at least at the very end the kid learns something valuable. 

My story is ongoing. There’s no end yet and no end in sight. And worst of all I don’t think it will ever get solved. I’m not trying to be pessimistic here. It’s a fact. The thing is that it’s not my problem anyhow; it’s my father’s problem. By default though it’s a problem for everyone around him but if he doesn’t think it’s a problem then it’s never going to change because a person can only change if they really want to. And he says he doesn’t have a problem. So that’s the end of that. 

The only thing I’ve really learned from this experience that I’m about to share with you is that we can’t change others we can only change ourselves. 

You’re probably wondering what on earth I’m talking about. I guess I am kind of going in circles. So let me start at the beginning.