Facebook Post: 2018-11-13T14:47:50

I feel like I remember what it was like to be a kid, and I do my best to listen and be understanding. But it breaks my heart to realize that all the sympathy and understanding in the world isn’t always the right tool for the job. There are kids who are going through things that, no matter how patient and thoughtful I may be, they are processing something that I can’t solve with politeness and listening. It’s so hard to see a child freak out, and all you can do is watch and remember.

Adults don’t hear everything, we can’t see everything, we don’t know what is on your mind. And maybe you can’t verbalize it, either, because you’re too young. All I see is a child screaming and angry, longing to be understood by anyone, and failing in every way.

And all I see is myself. Reflected back. Screaming at an adult too stupid to see why I’m upset.

I need a drink.

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