Reblogged from Vanbytheriver. She’s been in my head again.
Clean all the things.
Make it look like no one is living here.
Why do we do this to ourselves and pass it on from generation to generation?
My grandmother did it. My mother did it. Now, sadly, my daughter is doing it.
She sent me this clip with the note “this is me…every. single. time.”
I sent her an apology.