You hate her. But you just can’t get her out of your life
Your husband knows her.
Your kids know her.
Boy, does your teenage daughter know her.
She can rear her ugly head at any unexpected moment of the year — but there’s no time more ripe than Pesach.
You hate her. But you just can’t get her out of your life.
She’s Everyone Else.
You’ve spent the better part of your child-rearing years attempting to deny her existence. Or at least claiming you couldn’t care less what she does.
The mature part of you may even pretend Everyone Else is just a mythical person, a fictional foil there to highlight every insecurity you never knew you possessed. But, admit it… you, too, have a sneaking suspicion that she’s out there, looking over your shoulder, snickering at your attempts to pretend you’re confident enough to live without her opinion.
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