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I would really like to know when my last nerve became community property. Because everybody in this house is using it. At the same time.
Some traditions are beautiful. Some traditions are just things nobody had the nerve to stop doing. There is a difference. Every family has one. A
“Mom, where’s my charger?” I don’t know. That answer seems to upset people. Like I’m being difficult on purpose. Like there is a large control
At some point motherhood got a production department. I don’t know when. Maybe Pinterest did it. Maybe Instagram. Maybe we did it to ourselves because
Forty three unread messages and somehow none of them were urgent.
Helpful gesture or one more weird house rule nobody agreed on?
Mom rants, petty arguments, family bullshit, polls and the stories worth sending to the group chat.
MOM.WTF
I told a friend once. We are not friends now. The kid was still a jerk.
Depends whether she is the kind of mom who asks for honesty and then punishes you for it.
Please tell me. I cannot correct behavior nobody mentions.
I would say what happened. I would not call the kid a jerk to her face.
Only if we are real friends and I can say it with examples, not just vibes.
That last sentence is the whole problem.