Keep Your Friends Close

by Lucinda Berry

After the worst thing happened to you, you weren’t afraid of bad things happening anymore.

While the others spiraled into panic, that’s what I was doing, cut off from my emotions. Completely removed. I never used to be this way, but I didn’t know who I was anymore. That was the scariest part.

She was my everything. Closer than my husband. She came before all that, but now she was gone.

Ohmigod.

i hate this

She’d run into the kitchen to grab the plate of cookies from Crumbl

me coded

“Sometimes the happiest people on the outside are the saddest ones on the inside,”

That’s what I was afraid of, but she didn’t care about that because she didn’t have anything to lose. I had everything. Our playing fields weren’t equal. They never had been. I wasn’t even sure we were playing the same game.

One I could proudly let my friends know about and didn’t have to pretend like it wasn’t another multilevel marketing scam.

not the MLM…

Men didn’t have the same burden, so how could he know? How could I expect him to understand? No man really could. They got points just for sticking around and not leaving. Their bar for parenthood was set so low, you could step over it. Ours was impossible to reach, and there was no way to win no matter what you did.

say it louder for the people in the back!!