Posted on 07/31/2018 9:54:28 AM PDT by Simon Green
Selfish? Totally.
I have one boy. He’s the most special of all special boys and handsome as can be. But he’s autistic.
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All the incidentals and help my friends have, I do not.
All the typical milestones my friends get to enjoy and show off, I do not.
Before I met my husband, I dreamt of a life similar to that of Carrie Bradshaw on Sex and the City. I know — it’s nauseating for me, too — but that’s the time I grew up in.
I wanted to be a writer, living in NYC, in a fabulous apartment, meeting men and falling in love, over and over again.
Well, I found the love part and I'm a writer, so I guess two out of four ain’t bad?
I miss that dream.
What would I be doing differently in that version of myself than the one I’m living now?
Currently, I’m writing this on the couch in a pitch black room so that my son doesn’t wake up or get fidgety. Because once he’s up, he’s up.
I’d like to think I’d be in my queen-sized bed in a large studio, inhaling a breeze from the open window that delivers the flavors of the street vendors and 24-hour food places, as I write my bloody little heart out the day before a deadline. Because if one thing is consistent, it’s that I’m a procrastinator in both scenarios.
But that’s all in another life, one that never formed, and one that will never be.
Can I honestly say I regret having my son? Most days, my answer would be yes.
(Excerpt) Read more at yourtango.com ...
Wonder if her mother regrets having her...
Luke 23: 28-29
It’s a little weird to read about a mother who resents her child.
She could just Murder her Son and she will be rewarded with free Room and Board, free lifetime Healthcare and all the time she needs to Write some Bestselling Novels.
I have 4 and tried like heck for at least one more. My boys, now men, are the treasures of my life.
Yes, I could have traveled more and had more material things if I hadn’t have had them, but none of that really matters much to me. :-)
So does your mom....
She states in the article that she does not believe in God so you are correct. I’m sending prayers her way that she can turn her life around. She clearly needs them.
Hopefully, if you’re a “writer”, your son will learn to read, and someday read your post here, and never speak to you again...then, you’ll have you’re freedom (when you’re too old to use it).
Lola,
You’d probably have died in some Go-Pro, Hold my Beer, stunt.
This woman is an idiot. She had a baby because her husband had a child with another woman? She had a baby because she thought she is supposed to?
When she’s old and frail, she may regret not having more.
There is misdiagnosis. There is “the spectrum”, much of which is just inconvenient. There is profound autism. One of these things is not like the others.
“Hey Mom, what do you mean you regret having me?”
Whatta turd!
Head case. She should thank God for her autistic kid because he keeps her from having the time to do really, really stupid crap in pursuit of empty objectives (followed by empty pockets) fed to her by the Sunset Boulevard Self-Immolation League.
You’re right. Being a writer is isolating and depressing, but she’s trapped in a dark apartment with an emotionally/ intellectually disabled child...she needs a few Mother’s Days Out, a therapist and God. Not necessarily in that order.
I speak with many people about the importance of having God in their life. I work with a prison ministry here in Tulsa.
Often, I meet people who refuse to believe in God. I ask them, "But what if its real?" Pascal's Wager
Poor cupcake didn’t get to live the life of a princess like she was told by everybody?
CRY ME A F**KING RIVER! SELF SERVING BITCH!
“If you live your life fixated on what could have been, you miss the joy of what is....”
That is a great point. Another point is her dream is a fantasy. There is no guarantee if she chose to turn left instead of right things would have worked out like she had dreamed.
I rarely think about what could have been if I had made a different decision. But on the occasions I do, a quickly realize that I am make a lot of assumptions that always go in my favor. I becomes clear I am wasting my time.
While in the Army I got divorced a became a single dad with three kids ages 5, 7, and 9. It was hard for a while, but I loved my kids, was thrilled I got them. And after a few years met my current wife (of 20 years). That was never the way I dreamed my life would go. Thought I be playing in the NFL. But I would not change a thing now that I have seen what was on the other side of a long, dark tunnel.
Currently, I’m writing this on the couch in a pitch black room so that my son doesn’t wake up or get fidgety. Because once he’s up, he’s up.
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He’s fidgety because he has a dingaling for a mother who doesn’t want him.
You have no idea of the path your life will take with or without any finite decisions you think you may or may not have made or will make along the way.
Absolutely no internal knowledge of the Creator.
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