My honey has to be a big girl all day, so I had her write a little affirmation in her Daddy Diary, which she brought with her to class. She’s a good girl!
New onesie!! Sometimes, I get lost. Mentally just don't have my shit together. Emotions are literally all over the place (bipolar II doesn't help either). So much goes on. And at the end of the day, after allll the bullshit? All we've got is ourselves
