Waking up at 4 am because the mind is going TickTickTick sucks.
And while it would be reasonable to assume this is driven by worry about my Mom, the source of today’s baggy eyes installment is Adorable Child… or rather, the garbage the world is hurling at her just now.
It’s not enough, evidently, that her Grandmother is dying. Oh no!
Along with that, the kids at the new school need to shun her and leave her eating lunch alone in the cafeteria. They need to offer her drugs and get angry when she declines… and start nasty rumors about her.
And since that’s apparently still not enough, the volleyball coach needs to put this new freshman (new to everything, including this town!) on the varsity team, tell her she’s going to play her a lot at that level… and then bench her for the indefinite future.
Nice going Coach. Not!
World, you need to listen up. Right now.
I get it that life’s challenges make one stronger… but is it totally necessary to hit my child with a decade’s worth all at once? No, it is not.
I am done. My patience, already in short supply, is gone — not going, but GONE — and I’m about to lose my temper.
STOP MESSING WITH MY KID!
Just stop. Stop now.