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I got married. I had kids. I have a career I want. If you'd have asked me at 17 what I wanted my life would look like at 37, it would be pretty close to what I have now. Living the American dream and I fucking hate it.
I hate waking up at the crack of dawn and begging g kids yo get ready for school. I hate that my house is disgusting and I don't have the energy to clean it. I hate that having kids has ruined my relationship. I'm so resentful of my husband that I don't even want to be around him anymore. I used to consider him my best friend, my partner in all things.
I'm only happy when I'm alone and outside of this house.
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I feel what you’re saying! I think that if two is what you have been given then there is a plan for you. Maybe not what you had in mind but maybe something better? Maybe it will be hard now. But when those kids are grown and you are older you will look back and realize what needed to be given to you from those children and those particular souls. This is just strictly my opinion. When I look in my sons eyes and see his soul and feel our souls intertwine I know beyond a shadow of a doubt he was sent to me and I was meant to be his mother and protector. Sometimes my hair hasn’t been washed for days, sometimes my house is a complete train wreck, sometimes I feel so down about my own life I wonder why. But when I look into my sons eyes and see how much he loves me just for being his mother I swear to you nothing else matters and I have a feeling you feel that for your kids too. Hold on to that. Life is short, and one day when we all leave this earth it will be these things I have mentioned that will truly matter. You will feel differently once this new life is here.