Dear stress, My friends don't like you, because you make me a bitch. You make me want to pull out my hair, hide in my room, and turn off my phone. So I'm dumping you and I'm going on a date with Relax.
A powerful statement to address one of my pet peeves. kids looking for the 'peach' crayon and asking, "where's the skin color crayon?" I always reply with a small handful of various shades. Would be nice if everyone's crayon box was like this.