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People like to say nobody is ready to be a parent. They are right, but only about stuff like how to change a diaper or how to function on a
People like to say nobody is ready to be a parent. They are right, but only about stuff like how to change a diaper or how to function on a
Over 40 years ago, my grandparents built a vacation house near a natural spring where a pool complex was built. A month ago, I took my son there to have
A couple of weeks ago, I took my son to a park with a small stage, maybe a meter high. He saw kids running and tumbling up there, and he
She gave me thirty minutes of everything that was wrong with me. I took all of it. She wasn't attacking me. She was falling apart near me.
A friend used "I'm good" the way people say it to strangers. Smooth, final, polished by repetition. It kept him protected, but also unreachable.
I drew my father as a sloth on a stack of books. He laughed and hung it up. Only later did I realize the drawing was about me too.
During a psilocybin trip I kept repeating one sentence. It sounded like something you'd find on a candle. I spent years resisting it.
First Christmas after my divorce. Empty bus, only passenger, forty minutes through a quiet city. I wasn't heartbroken. That confused me.