Children are so much better than adults. Or… than me. Last night we played with our little ones as a family. Then my big daughter (3) and my wife tickled me. My little one (1) was crying miserably because someone “attacked daddy”. I took her in my arms, she pressed and comforted me. Oh my God. I have tears in my eyes as I write this. You know. Because of the house construction at the moment, the situation with Corona, stress, money and so on I’m not doing well and I can’t always hold it back. Sometimes I’m just not nice enough to my children, basically. I could slap myself in the face for that. I hate myself.

Dominik Höcht @ohBananaJoe

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