While I was making breakfast this morning, Sev sat at the dining room table and started musing over life.
Seven: "Mom, when I cried one time, I just wanted everyone to leave me alone."
Me: "Oh?"
Seven: "Yeah, I cried because I was sick of your crap and I didn't want you to talk to me. I wanted to be left alone."
Me: "Oh. Okay."
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