I just about skipped out on going to my buddies for Thanksgiving. Depression had me by the balls since I woke up that morning, didn’t want to leave bed, didn’t think I deserved to go to someones house being the way I am.
But, I managed to contain my mental bullshit and go to my buddies house, his kid thinks I’m pretty cool for some reason, little bugger doesn’t speak a lick of english, but kids are kids. They’re easy to figure out how to entertain.