Yeah, alright, you’ve won at life... you’re the winner of this game... because you have no idea how stressful it is when you’re chatting with a friend and your dad asks, "Who the hell is that?"—even though the person you were talking to was just a school friend.
You don’t know what it’s like to have the sound of your dad’s car door closing memorized.
You don’t know what it’s like to be doing something in front of him, your hands trembling from the sheer stress of messing it up... Yeah, you’re the winner... you.
