🪷 Please Spit Out the Kool-aid

a poem to my friend (and anyone else who needs it)

Please spit out the Kool-aid
they conditioned you to drink.
You’re a survivor, not a screw-up,
and you’re farther than you think.

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my four-year-old near our “frog pond” recently

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In the notebook

(This one pretty much landed on me fully formed!)

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