Being the Last Baby Bird to Leave
If you're anything like me you might be the youngest in a small, strange, misdirected and broken family. All this really means for us is we have daddy issues, weird vague traumas we keep discovering, and a sibling or two. Us baby birds often get overlooked in favor of everyone else's mostly ok lives, but that's ok! Because it takes the pressure off to grow up into a doctor or a lawyer, since your our older siblings set the bar somehow so staggeringly low. This is certainly my case were i get to be the bare minimal of an adult, sharing a 2 bed one bath with another grown woman I've known less than a year, and impulsively buying my dog little bows that stick onto his collar. People talk big game about thirst traps and the like, but fail to realize the danger that is animal product traps. I'd feel like a shit dogmom (spending close to 60 per bag on just fancy dog food) if he went to the dog park not looking his best. I think, "This must be how Real Moms ™ feel....