I used to pretend I was asleep so my dad would carry me inside from the car. I was 11 and fully aware. Zero regrets

Every long family trip, the moment we hit our street I'd close my eyes.

Slow my breathing down. Go full method actor.

He'd unbuckle my seatbelt, pick me up, and carry me inside.

I was in middle school. I knew exactly what I was doing.

Some nights I still think about how safe that felt.