ON PARENTING
Why I’m a B- Mom
The benefits of being a not so perfect mom
Name-calling is never OK. But it happens. Women in particular get called all sorts of names. For the sake of propriety, I’ll forego the examples.
You just had a horrible interaction with someone you love.
Your blood pressure is boiling. Your body is refusing to do anything that you want it to do. Words are obnoxiously forcing themselves out of your mouth.
I hate you
You’re disgusting
You get on my nerves!
A deluge of insults pours out like vomit. Sh*t. You can’t take it back.
You fear that the relationship is over. Yet somehow you pick up the pieces. You apologize. You restore the connection. You find a way to move on.
The Ultimate Sin
Time passes and one day you’re arguing again. You get angry. You slip up. The insults return with a vengeance; knocking you off your feet in its vigor.
You’re an idiot
You’re such a loser
And then out of nowhere, this comes out. Words that you should never, ever, under any circumstance allow to come out of your mouth,
