Sometimes I like to change it up...
...and by "it" I mean the online medium for my whining.
I am alone. M left and now I not only don't have a mate, but I will miss out on time with my kids and my friends. This is getting kicked when you're down. "Hey, I've been treating you badly so I'm going to leave now...btw you'll be broke and have to go back to work full time so you'll only see the kids when you're struggling with them to wake them up and struggling to put them to bed (forget about the fun precious moments that you live for, it's all cranky tired time from here on out). Oh, hahah, I almost forgot, I will be bitching about you nonstop to everyone while making disturbing and worrisome comments to you"
Mother's Day is going to be more depressing to get through than our anniversary. When your kids are this little, it really is a day to be acknowledged by your spouse for all of your awesome parently work. And now that I'm doing all of that awesome parenting all by my fucking self, I don't get a damn thing. And it would seem petty to try to explain it to my 1 and 2 year olds, even if I did I would probably just get "It's your day mommy? Happy birfday!" which is adorable...okay, I'm going to try to make the best of it and do some craft with their hand prints and go out to the beach or something...then I'll probably have a good cry at nap time.
I have no point. I'm just not fond of being alone. This sucks.
I am alone. M left and now I not only don't have a mate, but I will miss out on time with my kids and my friends. This is getting kicked when you're down. "Hey, I've been treating you badly so I'm going to leave now...btw you'll be broke and have to go back to work full time so you'll only see the kids when you're struggling with them to wake them up and struggling to put them to bed (forget about the fun precious moments that you live for, it's all cranky tired time from here on out). Oh, hahah, I almost forgot, I will be bitching about you nonstop to everyone while making disturbing and worrisome comments to you"
Mother's Day is going to be more depressing to get through than our anniversary. When your kids are this little, it really is a day to be acknowledged by your spouse for all of your awesome parently work. And now that I'm doing all of that awesome parenting all by my fucking self, I don't get a damn thing. And it would seem petty to try to explain it to my 1 and 2 year olds, even if I did I would probably just get "It's your day mommy? Happy birfday!" which is adorable...okay, I'm going to try to make the best of it and do some craft with their hand prints and go out to the beach or something...then I'll probably have a good cry at nap time.
I have no point. I'm just not fond of being alone. This sucks.