How to Deal

Sometimes, life is so perfect.
Isn't it?
It has to be. To make up for all
the hard stuff it throws your way.

You have to learn to walk.
You have to learn to talk.
You have to wear
that totally ridiculous hat
your grandma bought you.

You have no say in the matter.
And when you're a little older,
even though you get to choose your hats,

you don't get to choose what they put
in those meatballs at the cafeteria.

Or when to fall in love.
Things happen,
and you just have to deal.

And breathe.
Let's just think of the day
my parent's divorce came through

as 'Big, Ugly Hat Day. '
Refer to diagram B
on page 19.

'The Tree of Life. '
And breathe.
Anybody but his own
selfish pleasure.

Mom, please.
- Focus.

I couldn't care less about
your father's midlife crisis

and complete mockery
of his wedding vows.

I just hope he doesn't
expect me to take...