the stress free facade
You know that calm and cool Dad you see at the meetings for his son? The one who rarely gets upset? Yeah. him. That is me. I am anything but calm. In fact most of the time, I am so rigid with stress that I could be a string on a violin. A damn big string on a violin. How do I change that? See, I would rather get up and speak in front of hundreds of people than sit in that room and have a meeting about my son. It isn’t that I don’t love him or want to fight for him, it is just that overtime, I have learned that most meetings for David don’t go well, and I need to be on-guard. It is sad really that my early meetings for David have caused me to automatically feel like this. Is this a, what do they call