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Bad Parenting
I am a single mom. My day begins and ends with picking up toys. Harry the Bunny's theme song is stuck in my head for 90 percent of the morning. My "me time" consists of a bubble bath where I'm turning the water off every five minutes to listen for crying. Why? Why is this my life at 24 years old? Because I was a fucking idiot and had sex with an even bigger idiot. But he was "the one" and we were going to be together forever. Even though we weren't really together and instead of paying me child support this month he decided to take a vacation outside of the country. As soon as that test turned positive he turned into a positive asshole. Not that that stopped me from trying to get him to be a dad or sleep with him when I was drunk... but we all make mistakes, right? Just took me almost four years to learn that he was a mistake. Sorry dad, you were right. He's a loser. I did get one good thing out of those somewhat wasted years though: our daughter is pretty fucking amazing. I have no idea what I would do without her. I also have no fucking idea what I'm doing with her.
By Michelle Schultz8 years ago in Families
When Should I Introduce My Kids to My New Significant Other?
Dating can be hard enough, but adding kids into the mix can make it feel like a minefield. Oftentimes, you might be setting yourself up for a dating disaster. Your kids are the most important thing in your life, and introducing them to new people that might not stick around can keep parents up at night.
By Jake Pine8 years ago in Families
My Jealousy
I have arrived at a stage in my life where I do not worry anymore about who knows what about me. In other words, there are things that I am going to share with my favorite people on the planet: my closest friends.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Families
I Love Your Kids
See this kid? She is the best thing in my life. I was there to celebrate when they got pregnant, partied at her gender reveal, and I was there the day she was born. I have Skyped with her across the miles, sang to her over the phone, read to her in person, and had epic dance parties. I am Auntie Heather.
By Heather Clarke9 years ago in Families
A Letter to the Woman Who Broke Me.
This is raw truth, with some language. Proceed with caution. Stranded, abandoned, confused, hurt, unloved, those are just a few of the emotions you have left me with. It’s been almost 3 years and although I have forgiven you for your actions, or so I thought, the pain continually cuts deeper into my skin with every breath I breathe. You destroyed me mentally and emotionally to the point where I can’t even feel emotions anymore. To the point where I am literally completely numb to feeling anything or having real true emotions towards anyone or anything. There are, however, two new people who I’ve managed to trust and that’s because these 2 people consistently show me and prove to me that they care about me, which is something you haven’t been able to follow through with. It’s different and weird and it’s as if I’m just waiting for that to backfire because of my lack of trust.
By CD9 years ago in Families