“Therapy” & Me

“I sat in my car in the parking lot of Best Buy and just started bawling. Granted, the service at Best Buy can be bawl worthy but that wasn’t it. Everything just hit me at that moment. Six years after the death of my father, 4 years after the death of my mother, in the middle of a global pandemic with my son navigating the emotional struggles of virtual middle school I lost my whole entire shit in the car at Best Buy. I was tired and edgy and worried and helpless. I was a big hot red faced, snotty nosed, crazy Lysol smelling mess."

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