It's perfectly normal to look at your kind beautiful successful childhood friends and think "I hope you stub your toe so much a disorder gets named after you"
A friend once suggested I read a book on how to have better meetings. I took it out if the library, looked at it, and said, "I do not want to read this." And returned it.
Oh this doesn't have anything to do with success, I promise. I've just been here awhile and never shut up ♥️ Please don't wish a stubbed toe disorder on me