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When your kids are being total pieces of trash and you’re about to scream into a pillow and drink your feelings. You’re barely holding it together. You need a break, a beer, and a promise that they’ll never live to see their teens.
My kid just threw his lunch at me. I’m one scream away from a full-blown meltdown.
My daughter is yelling at me for no reason. I’m going to eat this whole pizza and forget this ever happened.
My son tried to start a fire with a lighter. I’m not even mad. I’m just sad.