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A Rant About My Family
You know what, sure, my depression is being worsened by you telling me to drop out of the one school in the one town I’ve finally found a home and a family in. It’s you telling me that I don’t have a future for myself because my boyfriend’s life is expensive, because of your ungodly transphobia and unwillingness to learn anything. It’s you telling me you think me going home to where I’ve proven I’m happy is going to cause me to kill myself and you want to keep an eye on me, because I’m obviously /so much happier/ in this fucking town. It’s you telling me that I’m gorgeous, and there’s no reason for me to dress like a boy or try and pretend to be one, because Heaven forbid your child turn out to be trans. Heaven forbid your only daughter might not be your daughter after all, but aren’t I still your child? It’s you telling me that I’ve been straight for the past 5 years instead of queer like I’ve been identifying because I’ve been in three long term relationships with men.
By skittly boo7 years ago in Families
Caskets & Sandboxes
How can one moment, a single act change a person. Shake them to the core and rattle loose every part of them? How do you come back after dancing with the devil in a romanticized love story that the interest of his afflictions becomes this addiction? When does moderation become maintenance? How can you break up with the one thing that can make you feel. A break from the numbness, a sliver of hope in regaining some normalcy in the chaos that swallows you? Dancing in the shadows, praying it would end. The torture of giving away a love stronger than any fairytale happy ending. How do you grieve and remember without losing tour fucking mind?
By Amanda Kuhl7 years ago in Families
The 5 Strangest Things 5-Year-Olds Do
Ahhhhhh, to be the parent of a 5-year-old AKA owning a miniature human being who has zero filter, hulk like mood swings, and lies better than most criminals. Sure, veteran parents warned me about the sleepless nights of newborns and the terrible tornado two's, but no one - not one of you -prepared me for the extremely complex and confusing fifth year of life. An age where a child lingers between baby and big kid. A time where your child can look at you, tell you he hates you and then accidentally poops his pants. No longer are his tantrums dramatic and easily curable, but now they are violent and almost demon-possessed like.
By Jus L'amore7 years ago in Families
Worried About Your Teen?
Ah, the joys of parenting. One day your child is a smiling, happy, laughing, well-adjusted youth. Then, seemingly overnight, you have a moody teenager at home. How did that happen? Pimples, emotional extremes, and pointless arguments are on the scene, and you start to realize that your sweet little boy or girl may have vanished forever.
By Mike Ferry7 years ago in Families
Funniest Things Kids Say to Their Teachers About Their Parents
Kids say the darndest things, don't they? Or at least, they do when you hear that they blabbed a story to their teachers... one that makes everyone wonder what sort of home they're coming from (and not in a good way, either).
By Lindsie Polhemus7 years ago in Families
Bonus Dad
I have served in the military, worked in lethal environments and jumped out of a perfectly good airplane. Nothing has ever scared me as much as meeting my girlfriend’s son Gabriel. We had only been together a few weeks, and conventional wisdom said that meeting him so soon was a bad idea. To me, establishing a relationship only to find that I was not ready to be a parent would be devastating. I was reeling from a divorce and the loss of my career in the Navy. I decided that this fear, like any other, would have to be faced. That is what my parents taught me, and now, four happy years later, it is what I am teaching “The Wee Lad”.
By Mickey Finn7 years ago in Families
The Shoes of a Special Needs Parent
Step into the shoes of a Special Needs Parent, and you will find that it is one of the loneliest places in the world. Your world is wrapped up in the daily care of your child, no matter where they fall in the realm of needs. It is especially hard when you are in it virtually alone.
By Jenna Logan7 years ago in Families