There’s a particular type of sadness you feel when you catch up with someone you miss and realize that the version of them you were once friends with doesn’t exist anymore. You won't ever find the same person twice, not even in the same person.
Y’all it’s so wild to call a pharmacy and they ask for the date of birth and I’m like he is a cat I have no idea I found him in a shelter his name is James Dumpling you got his pills or???
It's wild to me that after C-section women aren't provided w/ PT/OT, and are told to essentially figure it out after their abdominal wall has been violated.