We are up one day and down the next. You know when your kid is sick and you wish you could be sick for them instead of watching them wretch and moan? Well I wouldn’t do that here. I went through that once and I really have no desire to do it again. This must be part of that pain that makes the accomplishment at the end feel so great. She doesn’t want to grow up. She doesn’t want the responsibility. She said that. I think thats pretty smart but I told her she doesn’t have a choice about her body. Its changing. Cope. “You didn’t want your dog to die either, did you? But it happened”
Now that I write it… it looks brutal, but it worked.