31.

"How are you feeling? About everything."

I let myself really reflect on the question. I mean I've certainly had better days but I'm also doing about a thousand times better than I was a few weeks ago. I was a literal mess and it's hard to believe where I am now.

I'm not necessarily great but I'm definitely in a good space, in a better space. I don't say all that to him though. I instead say,

"You do know I'm the adult here right?"

He's 8, what does he know about depth?

"Oh c'mon Lex, you never let me ask stuff. How am I supposed to be like you if you don't teach me?" He asks the question I've now heard too many times with a frown. I've begged him to please not end up like me, I'm yet to give him a reason. Putting it in simpler terms would be that I'm the last person anyone should ever look up to. I have no sense of direction whatsoever, but I'm not going to tell him that.

"You're too young to ask these questions Josh, I tell you this all the time," I say to him. Truthfully he's quit