we're special in other ways, ways our mothers appreciate
Where you live matters and happiness is subjective. Some lives are harder lived than others.
You are in oil country young lady, let’s not forget what makes America run.
Demanding to be what you are despite all the pressures to be contained, buttoned, and subjectified; it is a battle I don’t know how to not fight.
Being the same was apparently never an option. Sometimes I can’t tell acting nice versus well disguised contempt.
A mother who doesn’t acknowledge your birthday isn’t surprising. She was 50% this year.
