I run from people. I quit relationships. All the time.

I cannot quit my child, as much as I want to when it’s tough, and it’s often very tough for me. I don’t know how to describe it and not pathologize him or me, so I’ll spare you. Needless to say, homeschooling and lack of community leads to many many snotty cries before my husband leaves for work. Then I wipe my eyes, drag myself from bed, and force myself to be present for my son, who sometimes scares the shit out of me.

Usually what happens after that is magic. Pillow fights, nature walks, peeing in public, and ghost towns.


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