1/29/09 - Day 4 of Radical Honesty
So, today started off with a Radically Honest conversation with myself. What IS my problem? And why do I continually obsess over it? I ate half a box of Girl Scout cookies (Caramel Delites) and informed the receptionist that her assumption that I have my kids during the week is wrong. Their dad has them Monday evening-Thursday. It makes me look like a bad mom. Its not my choice and I would have it another way if I could, but I can’t, so I live with it. It annoys me when people ask me about it, and then look at me like I’m a crack-head mom for not having my kids full-time. “What did you do wrong to lose your kids?” their eyes seem to ask. Ahhhhh, this is one thing I claim exemption from on my blog. I will not discuss the custody case since it’s not over. Suffice to say – sometimes things work out differently than you planned, and I am NOT a crack-head. Or a prostitute. Or an abusive psychopath.
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