Our household has been on edge lately. I know this is on me. It’s always on the mom. I went to parent-teacher interviews recently and heard wonderful tales of peaceful kindness and voluntary helpfulness along with a dash of gregarious joy. It came as no surprise and of course I was pleased but there was also a part of me that felt sad and confused as, recently, this is not the child I see.
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It was like an extended movie montage where the protagonist attempts to learn a new skill in order to overcome some taxing social vendetta, except that my vendetta was with myself and it never culminated in success.
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