Not the whole “you need a man around”-thing. It’s a single-parent thing. It’s hard as fuck to do all the work yourself and not have someone to help out when you may be at your limit.
Not to mention single-parent households deal more with poverty, housing insecurity, poor mental health, overworking, etc.
I watched it happen to a lot of my friends growing up. It’s fucking rough.
I’m a married parent now, and grew up with a single mom.
I have no idea how she fucking did it. Seriously. She worked a retail job, maintained an acreage and raised two kids. I can’t even imagine doing half that on my own let alone on less than half the income I make now.
Ya did good, mama. Ya did real good. I ended up with a graduate degree, make decent money, and have a stable household to raise my boys.
Similar situation growing up. I asked my mum once how she coped with it all, and her answer still freaks me out sometimes.
She said she didn’t know she was a person who had choices, or could think about the situation she was in. She just did as she was expected to.
She’s in her 60s now and is far more in tune with her emotions, thoughts and feelings than I remember her when I was a kid.
Can you just imagine? Being virtually catatonic in autopilot most of your life, because no one encouraged you to live? It chills me.
I watched Westworld recently, and I can definitely draw some parallels behind the theory of a bicameral mind it hints at, where automatons slowly start to awaken and take control of the voice in their head telling them to do things…
Man. I’m a single mom. It be like that sometimes.
Not the whole “you need a man around”-thing. It’s a single-parent thing. It’s hard as fuck to do all the work yourself and not have someone to help out when you may be at your limit.
Not to mention single-parent households deal more with poverty, housing insecurity, poor mental health, overworking, etc.
I watched it happen to a lot of my friends growing up. It’s fucking rough.
It’s not every case, but it can be a lot.
I’m a married parent now, and grew up with a single mom.
I have no idea how she fucking did it. Seriously. She worked a retail job, maintained an acreage and raised two kids. I can’t even imagine doing half that on my own let alone on less than half the income I make now.
Ya did good, mama. Ya did real good. I ended up with a graduate degree, make decent money, and have a stable household to raise my boys.
Thanks, mom
Similar situation growing up. I asked my mum once how she coped with it all, and her answer still freaks me out sometimes.
She said she didn’t know she was a person who had choices, or could think about the situation she was in. She just did as she was expected to.
She’s in her 60s now and is far more in tune with her emotions, thoughts and feelings than I remember her when I was a kid.
Can you just imagine? Being virtually catatonic in autopilot most of your life, because no one encouraged you to live? It chills me.
I watched Westworld recently, and I can definitely draw some parallels behind the theory of a bicameral mind it hints at, where automatons slowly start to awaken and take control of the voice in their head telling them to do things…