A Little Boonie Told Me: Chapter 1

Dear Little Boonie,

They say when life gives you lemons, make lemonade, but lemons were cultivated by humans, so life doesn’t actually give you lemons.

I’m supposed to write down my thoughts. That’s the cliché advice my therapist, or counselor, if you prefer, told me to do. Are counselors and therapists different? I feel like they might be. I forget.

I forget a lot of things that I can’t be bothered to remember, or else I wouldn’t forget them. Not that the difference between the two isn’t important, everyone should have their own proper identity. I forget where I was going with that.

I guess writing down my thoughts would be one way to remember. I remember I was supposed to write down when I’m craving something sweet. I like to drink liquid flavored drinks, but my parents say I’m not supposed to have sugar, or I’ll act out.

Sorry, I tend to switch from one topic to another too fast. My therapist or counselor told me to bring up my sweet cravings, so I was remembering to remember to write it before I forgot. Remembering to write my thoughts down gives me anxiety.

Sincerely,

Little Boonie

Chapter 2 — ->

The fictional diary of a gender neutral child with anxiety named Little Boonie, A Little Boonie Told Me.

Little Boonie is an incredibly hopeful and optimistic child, who has trouble focusing on the same topic for more than a few minutes. They are artistic minded, and in the process of experiencing the world around them.

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