Wednesday, June 21, 2006

The joys of motherhood

Why must teenagers be such a completely unlikable breed? And why must I be weak enough to allow them to goad me into reacting the way I do? And why do I find it so damned difficult to say no. Just, "no" without feeling guilty or second guessing myself or worrying that they'll resent me? And how in god's name did I end up with such disrespectful, selfish turds?

Don't answer that last one. That one I know the answer to. I just don't damn like it.

1 comment:

  1. When you find the answers, fill me in too will ya. I've got a turd of my own, only he's twenty four and bi polar, and thanks be to God he has his own home...still I'd really be interested in what you come up with. xx, Lori