Fuck this shit.
It’s possible that I’m single. Sure we are going on a break because I am one fuck up after another because of how I was created, but it still doesn’t make me feel any better about it.
A year I put him through hell and I had no idea. Now I just want to pick up my broken off pieces and get on with life again. I have decided that if he and I do break up I refuse to have another partner. My daughter and I will adventure through this life together the best way we know how. I will be there for her and that’s all I need to do.
I hope things work out but at the same time I don’t need a man to be happy.
It’s getting harder to be a decent parent to my 4yo when all the mental issues start up. Depression, anxiety, PTSD. The idea of leaving the safety of my enclosed personal space to face the outside world fills with me dread, yet here I am sitting in the car waiting for dad and child to do shopping.
These are real debilitating problems yet society as a whole would rather sweep it under the rug and ignore it exists.
Long hard road ahead of me. I have decided to use my masters degree and become a full time artist. This means long hours, little sleep and hoping my work is good enough to be purchased.
I love it, 2 new followers dedicated to food!!! Welcome and keep the tasties posting.
Apparently I need to learn my place as a woman. Sorry, my place is quite clearly defined as mother, housewife and not putting up with your sexist bullshit and voicing that to your face in a calm yet loud voice for the public to hear.
What am I teaching my daughter you rudely point out? I am teaching her never to take sexist and misogynistic comments from any one, especially from strangers at the shops who judge you by your appearance alone.