Your kid is watching. You can’t scream. You can’t yell. You can’t say all the bad things you’re dying to say.

Your kid is watching. You can’t scream. You can’t yell. You can’t say all the bad things you’re dying to say.
I guess the house ate them.
We’re not supposed to talk about these moments. We’re supposed to pretend they don’t happen and hide them behind our shiny social media accounts.
It’s a mixture of bad advice growing up and a few too many times where I felt that I was putting other people out with my presence.
Our minds are littered with thoughts that begin with “when I was a kid…”
This is the type of lesson you only understand as life plays out.