I hate that I wonder about you.
No one is dying to get out more than me. If I won the lottery this very moment, I would pack my bags and move the hell away from you. And take whoever I care about with me. At this point, I’m way too grown to just sit here and wish my own mother could be like those who were just a little bit more hip, more understandable, cool. I can’t do it anymore. I’ve pictured in my head a million times moving out and just having to deal with life on my own. Working, going to school, paying bills, having a life. I’m venting for the sake of releasing stress and not have people try to calm me down with bullshit like “She’s your mom. She loves you no matter what.” We’re her consequence. All she’s doing is paying for the consequences of getting pregnant. She never wanted kids. She would’ve gotten another abortion if it weren’t for people agreeing to raise her children. She had had a longer relationship with work than she ever did with family, with her kids. At this point, I just want to leave. All she has ever done is threaten to take things, to break things. She has no idea how to be a mother. She has no sense of discipline and relationships. Take my keys, smash my computer, don’t pay for my car insurance, kick me out of the house. If it makes her feel like shes doin it right, then have it all. In the end, she’ll still be left with nothing. No friends, no husband, no kids, just work.
Now all other cotton candy is just boring.
If I could, I would hunt this man down just to have him make me one of these… LOL
Men Experiencing Labor Pains
With their wives supporting them.
Oh my god this is great. :)
🌌Day 19: They’re my favorite view. They raised me when it wasn’t even their job to. Now it’s my turn to watch them grow old and return the favors. 💛💙❤💜💚👴: “Did you fart?” 👵: “That’s why I stuck my butt out.” 👴👵:-laughs to themselves- 👧: “You guys are being childish.” And they laugh even louder. The end. #grandparents #myeverything #公公 #婆婆
Day 18: I want birthday parties. I’ve never had birthday parties thrown by family. Le sigh. 🙍My kid invited me to my very first #quinceanera ever. 🎉It was nice being surrounded by energy but the worse part was being seated in front of the speakers, having Spanish music blast my eardrums out for 3 hours. Currently recovering. At least they had some bomb #asadatacos.😬