What followed was a barrage of sad heart emojis mixed with the occasional, “Stay Strong, Mama”.
For a kid, those insults are worse than mean, they’re true.
I’ve had a lot of broken washing machines in my life. Only one was literal and the rest were all figurative.
I have a lot to do. I’m thinking about it now as I write this.
The responsibility I feel has more to do with me than it does with him.
These reminders aren’t just for people with children.
Don’t let anyone heap guilt on you for the sake of their own ego.
We use phrases like “they love me in their own way” or “deep down, he means well”…
I thought about what it would be like to go back and tell myself in 2011 all that was about to happen.
The world needs more people who have grown-up confidence in the things they know and youthful desire to question what they don’t.