Today was not a good day but I showed my class how to do the Time Warp (they loved it and we did it over and over again) and that made me feel a little better about everything.
Today I feel bitter about being the eldest daughter of the eldest daughter and the ways in which trauma trickles down. Sending love and wishing rest on all my fellow eldest children.
I get to live a life my younger self could not have fathomed and had no hopes for. This life is not perfect and it isn’t always good but it’s a life I’m proud I stuck around to see.
I always feel emotional in the days leading up to my birthday. Not because I’m getting older but because there was a time I didn’t think I’d see “older”. I’m still so sad for that girl & grieve that lost time. I wish I could go back & tell her we’re going to be okay. We made it.