I'm melting.
Walking home from conferences where most parents are happy to hear they have a great kid but some are fixated on HONORS MATH.
I stop at the supermarket and hear a father tell his much taller teen-aged son that he is selfish for choosing a $5 box of Fruity Pebbles not on sale, as the box glides by ostentatiously next to generic white bread, generic hot dogs, generic OJ, and generic cheese.
I feel unbearable sorrow. Yes, we all want to do a good job, to be liked, to not be selfish.
Inevitably, some of us fail.
21 hours ago
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