Christina to Meredith, “Your life looks different because it’s filled with houses and husbands and kids, and mine looks the same. But I’m doing this alone. And that’s just as hard.”
I’d rather be Christina anyway.
When people go on and on and on about how difficult it is having kids, I want to punch them in the face.
Fair enough, I get that you have perhaps had only two hours’ sleep in the past six years, but consider the following:
I particularly hate when people say, “Oh, you’re so lucky. You have no idea what it’s like!”
You’re right. I don’t. Because I go home every night to an empty flat, eat cereal for dinner, and watch MTV for company. Yes, I have more disposable income and I get a lot more sleep than you. But I would trade it all for what you have. In a heartbeat.
Don’t moan to me about having a happy family.
You sound like an asshole.
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