Thursday, August 26, 2010
its been all the more difficult (read: struggle struggle strain struggle... ) because i can't find something to blame outside of my own self. I have a distant mother, sort of, but I can't blame her or my ex-military randomly-raging father. It just doesn't ring true. Nor all the boyfriends, not them either. or the old girl friends who went their ways....
nobody to blame.
except my loser-ass self.
imagine my horror at finding that stay at home motherhood does not, in and of itself, do anything to assuage the feelings of 'loser-ass self.' nothing. nothing but a fairly frequent rain of abuse from the children, and a radically different marriage than I thought I was getting.... They all love me and cuddle me too, yes, but often i get the other end of the spectrum, as kids are kids and slightly rambunctious and husbands are much more than the 'otherone' at the wedding. plus, there is the constant need, THE CONSTANT NEEEEEEED.
nothing but a fairly frequent rain of abuse from society. get a job. be productive. stop eating your bonbons and watching your soaps and get a job.
my son goes to kindergarten a week from tomorrow. I am not going to get a job. In the past two weeks his voice has been cracking with sadness at least once each day. How could I let someone else be there for that? those conversations have wrung my heart and catupulted him into new stages of awareness. . . my god, i got to watch this kid metamorphose into another person than I gave birth to... same skin, new being. It is going to keep happening and I'm going to keep watching- loser that I am. . .
so damn lucky.