Friendship Has Always Been Hard for Me—I Hope I Can Make It Easier for My Kids
Unwritten social rules might as well not exist for me. The only reason I can read them at all is because I’ve forced myself to learn them.
That’s Katie, you don’t talk to her
Katie is a novelist, essayist, and erstwhile law professor in Chapel Hill, NC. Her fiction includes Entanglement, Chasing Chaos, and Fallout Girl. Her nonfiction includes Life of the Mind Interrupted: Mental Health and Disability in Higher Education. Katie has contributed to Quartz, The Chronicle of Higher Education, The (late, great) Toast, Dame Magazine, Paste Magazine, and more. You can connect with Katie on Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter, all at @krgpryal, on her blog at katieroseguestpryal.com, and through her e-letter at pryalnews.com.
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I think about the many invisible struggles, the empty places I have had to fill for my kids. The bridges I’ve had to build.
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Every day, when my kids come home from school, the first thing I ask them—like most parents do—is about school. But unlike most parents, I do not expect my kids to say that school was fine.
It can be easy to confuse real emotion with the shiny drama enfolding it. Sometimes grand gestures are signs of grand feeling—sometimes they’re not.
It is no wonder that I am so in love with my bees. They fight for their lives.