I love my kids, but I wouldn't want them for friends.

I love my kids, but I would not want any of them for friends

I brush her hair back from her forehead. "You need to stop worrying about everything that can't be controlled." She signs and leans away from my hand, "That's just it, though. It's all I can think about anymore. It's like this fixation I have no control over which makes no sense because Im fixated on controlling the uncontrollable." She's breathing wildly. Shit. I need to calm her down.

I honestly can't tell you what was going on. I couldn't do anything.

We definitely practice other people coming in.

It is pretty frustrating to throw someone in there cold.