Damien told me yesterday- his friends think I’m cool.
Mainly because I have tattoos, I listen to bands like Metallica and allow him to wear black nail polish. But- by Damien’s own admission- they even think it’s cool that Damien has such strict rules, like no gallivanting on a school day and no spending all of a Saturday at a mall and hearing from the parents when Damien is invited over and so on.
And I didn’t even ask him about it- we were watching TV last night between study sessions and there was an advert where the kids said something about another kid’s mom being the coolest- and Damien piped up and said “That’s what M thinks of you.” I’m very flattered! At least I haven’t done everything wrong!
There Is Never An Excuse
One in three is not a statistic - one in three is a crying shame.