i just locked myself in the bathroom during my kid's 7th birthday party—like, full on sobbing. not even crying, SOBBING. my wife knocked once or twice but i just pretended i couldnt hear over the paw patrol theme song. three kids, a dog, aging parents calling every hour... and im just here failing my online econ class. shouldnt i be able to handle a few screaming kids and some spilled juice? feeling like such a DORK. guess im not as tough as i thought.
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