I have been extremely guilty of idealism and really believing that we could become an ideal family. Today i was doing some more dejunking and came across some hymnbooks that I had in a vacation home. Like my sarcastic, irreverent, unmusical family is going to sit around singing church hymns while on vacation. Wow, what was I thinking? They say that the gap between expectations and reality determines the depth of depression. No wonder I drown my sorrows in chocolate.
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