Headcanon that after the battle of Hogwarts, George dyes his hair an outrageous colour, and at first Molly is mad, but then she hears George whisper “I kept thinking it was him in the mirror”.
So I’ve reached a stage with my migraines I have deemed the “Frustrated as Hell” stage.
This stage goes something like this:
Wake up in pain. Decide if I can make it to work. Remind myself that if I don’t work, I don’t get paid. Somebody has to pay rent. Drag myself into work looking somewhat like a human being. Plaster on a smile. Pretend the pain is manageable. Make myself eat breakfast.…
today 11yr old brother wanted us to go outside and play with his BB gun but their dad wasn’t around, so I was like “idk, maybe we shouldn’t use it without adult supervision”
and he just stared at me and I realized
I am 20
I am an adult
I am the adult supervision