Wronger

Today I got to pick up Forest in the Assistant Principal’s office for the first time.

Awesome.

I can’t write about this evenly. Maybe I shouldn’t do it at all. But not doing it feels wronger. (There’s some writing for you. “Wronger”)

Vulnerability is the key to whole-hearted living. Vulnerability is the key to whole-hearted living. I believe in Brené Brown….

 I called Forest’s Dad, and we faced it together even though we are divorced. He ws calm and strong and solid. Thank Goddess for his dad, and our friendship. He was a rock star dad today.

 ARg. I can’t do it. I can’t write anymore about this. I don’t know how to tell the truth and respect Forest’s privacy – which is why I haven’t posted the piece about the day he found my dildo under my bed, by the way.

Also, it’s all too raw.

I think the Owl last night was part of this.