Two very different people, and yet they are the same
I’m a little embarrassed to say I did this at the ripe old age of almost 15, but we were having a blast
I told Chayala about my huge fear of failing tests, Chayala started telling me about her social anxiety
I knew exactly what my mother meant by “organizing and cleaning” my closet for Pesach. I would need a miracle to please her
Real inner happiness? Impossible! How can she even suggest it?!
“I know what you’re worried about, okay? I know and you know and let’s clean up”