Every thing, big or little, that happens, just makes me stronger. Yeah, it is the most overdone cliche in existence, but it's true.
Tomorrow (later today??!) I will prove to myself that I finally have a job that I can still do while suffering from intense stress and anxiety.
Which may not sound like much, but trust me, in the past I have been paralyzed by lesser situations.
I guess this is a good thing. I have to grasp on to it.
When Z was young, I overheard Nino saying he doesn’t like playing Candy
Land. And Z said, “Dad, I’m the kid and you’re the dad, so you have to play
games...

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