A teacher is explaining biology to her 4th grade students. "Human beings are the only animals that stutter," she says.
A little girl raises her hand.
"I had a kitty-cat who stuttered," she volunteers.
The teacher, knowing how precious some of these stories could become, asked the girl to describe the incident.
"Well," she began, "I was in the back yard with my kitty and the Rottweiler that lives next door got a running start, and before we knew it, he jumped over the fence into our yard!"
"That must've been scary," says the teacher.
"It sure was," the little girl replies, with eyes wide as saucers, "My kitty raised his back, went 'Fffff, Fffff, Fffff'...
And before he could say "Fuck," the Rottweiler ate him!"
I know it seems like I'm this strong person who can get though anything, but inside I'm fragile. I've had so many things thrown at me, and each one has only made a crack. What I'm afraid of is shattering.