Tag: good memories

I Shouldn’t Write About My Internal Monologue

Everything is going to be OK. Then again, OK doesn’t mean anything.

The diagnosis, while not changing me as a person, helped me to understand myself better. It helped me to treat myself better.

People like that love company.

Sometimes my posts betray me. I snitch on myself, as the kids say.

In this house, you say goodbye when you leave.

I can’t just lay in bed all day. I have kids and responsibilities. Even if I didn’t, I still can’t stay in bed all day.

You don’t know what’s missing because you don’t even realize a piece should be there.

Whatever your situation is, no matter how universal it might feel, know that it’s different for almost everyone.

I know we’re not supposed to mention those things. It makes us uncomfortable, but we’re all adults here.

There are so many pops and cracks, you’d think I was a walking pile of rap music record albums.