One day it's wisdom teeth, another day it's a new boyfriend, the day after it's the break up, the day after it's the unhealthy eating habits, and then the driving every time she steps out the door, especially if it's dark, and then getting a job, and then inappropriate pictures, and then her friends, and of course a month later the lack of, and then the grades, and come to find out, she's been offered shrooms, and now soon enough the plan for after she graduates next year... I am not even mentioning the blended family frustrations part here.
I need a paper bag. Seriously. I feel like I've been holding my breath more and more as she's been growing up. I thought this was supposed to get easier with time?
I need a paper bag. Seriously. I feel like I've been holding my breath more and more as she's been growing up. I thought this was supposed to get easier with time?








to you!




