It's not the child's responsibility to teach the parent who they are. It's the parent's responsibility to learn who the child is.

Life can very genuinely and realistically pile things on. It doesn't dole out the heartache and pain, or joy, perfectly.

It's not the child's responsibility to teach the parent who they are. It's the parent's responsibility to learn who the child is.

I was talking and playing pranks and skipping school, failing pretty much every class I took.

When anything huge happens to me, I always think, this isn't my moment, this is a moment.

I can't imagine just dusting my pants off and going about my life like, "Phew! I sure made it through a tough spot, now where am I headed?" I feel more of an obligation to be helpful.

I always wonder, aside from even my name, what if my parents never split up? What if my mother never died? It swirls in my head all the time.