Really, with Monday approaching and all the anxiety and sickness over that, I should really be feeling less rejected by the other Hindu moms (and there are a lot) in my daughter’s class… but here I am in my feelings over it. I get that I’m married into it and that’s different. But our kids love each other and want to hang out.
I mean, speaking with a healthy amount of bias, I am a fucking delight.
The weird thing is 90% of the time that sort of thing is all in your head as most people spend 90% of their time in their own heads too
It's weird how whatever we happen to be thinking... it's almost like we think others can read our minds or project our expectations on them...
while they are probably doing the same thing.
I wish I had figured that out decades earlier than I did.