You know that feeling when you're supposed to be in charge, like, IN CHARGE, every single day, every day, at work, at home, and then you just... you google "yeast infection discharge color" and suddenly you're deleting your whole history in a cold sweat, because what if someone, ANYONE, sees it? What if the KID sees it? I’m supposed to have it all together, all the time, for everybody, and I'm over here panicking about a goddamn browser history like I’m fourteen. It's unreal. Unreal.