Posted on 04/18/2009 7:05:26 PM PDT by huac
"...These were the tiny, fleeting pleasures I clung to after my son was born. They felt like all I had left. When a child was added to my life, it was as if something enormous and coveted was subtracted in return, and the transaction left me reeling, like someone who'd just gambled away his soul. I fell into a well of depression so deep I wasn't even aware of it. It was only years later, after I spoke to a psychotherapist, that I learned I was experiencing male postpartum depression...But not 48 hours after we returned home with our boy, a truth dawned on me with shocking force: my life was gone. Movies, sleeping, long showers—all gone. We became slaves to this tiny new thing living in our home...ceded nearly complete authority to my wife, then blamed both her and my son for my feelings of loss and insignificance. I took on every parental responsibility with sucked-up reluctance on the outside and contempt on the inside..."
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“...The last thing a son wants to see is his dad falling apart. What a pu**y...”
I can’t imagine what I would do if I saw my father, or any man, cry like that. It remind’s me of that scene from the movie, Patton, when the good General slaps the crap out of the coward who is crying because he’s afraid to go back to the front. Of course, there is a difference. The individual in the movie is a coward. Mr. S is both a coward and a sniveler.
Not to be contentious, but I suspect that there might be a simpler explanation. Mr. S is a sniveling wimp and classic invertebrate liberal, a massive ego covered with quivering, tear-soaked jelly.
What a self-absorbed POS. That poor kid is starting out in life with one strike against him.
What a pathetic, whiny, selfish. Loser.
What a putz. The world is doomed...doomed I tell you!
Wow! What a shock! /s
Did you see what this loser does for work? He's a producer for PBS. These things just write themselves ;-)
Let’s see...I don’t get to see R-rated movies anymore and I can’t take long showers. In return I get to see my son’s and daughter’s eyes light up whenever I come from work. I’ll take it.
Sleeping is overrated.
Wait until this d-bag’s kids start playing sports or doing dance or scouts or piano or whatever. I haven’t had a Saturday “off” in 7 months and I couldn’t be happier.
“...The last thing a son wants to see is his dad falling apart. What a pu**y...”
Well, I didn’t “fall apart”, but my kids do see me with a tear in my eye once in awhile. The last time was a couple of weeks ago. I was reading to them from the Declaration of Independence.
They also got to see me angry too.
I hope that happens, for the kids sake. But I think Mom will be the one taking the responsibility. This wuss is going to be a very lonely "man" very soon.
a scene from the Godfather comes to mind.
waaaa waaaaa! Whats da matter wit u! Be a man! boo hoo, god father god father, (SLAP) Tom Hagen snickers in corner
Somebody needs to give that boy a godfather talking to.
This is the result of us expecting nothing from the youth today. Everyone says, oh, your sooooo young, you don’t know what your doing. Bull hockey! I have always told my kids, age is NOT an excuse!! God selected the Virgin Mary at 15 to bear the Son of God, so you can MAN UP! My 21 year old is getting married this Jan, my 17 year old is bound for seminary next Sept. Start expecting things of your kids, they will NOT let you down. They will always give you what you expect of them, and that sniveling snot bag is proof that when you expect NOTHING thats what you get.
Oh yeah, and try keeping the boys away from body lotion, eyebrow waxing, and manicures. They seem to be women enough already! YEESH!
My ex-husband could have written this, which is the biggest reason he is my ex-husband. He would never even touch the babies unless there was a third party there to see him do it, and as soon as they were gone whatever baby he was holding would get dumped. The hardest part was just keeping them alive.
Yeah, about as bright as Levi Johnston running his trash mouth on TV. No class, and both poor excuses for "men."
Bawling like a baby and indulging in some metrosexual feminized getting in touch with your feelings gland is nauseating.
Some people just shouldn’t have children. If you’re contemplating starting a family because “that’s what people do after they get married,” please—don’t.
Not everybody is cut out for parenthood. Of course your normal guy who finds that out too late becomes a workaholic, keeps you away from the kid and gets you money for stuff like nannies and schools on the other side of the country.
I remember the feeleings when our daughter was a baby. Two in the morning and sitting on the edge of your bed, convinced that you just can’t do it any more. And I also remember the memories of sitting in the glider at 2:20 in the morning, rocking her back to sleep and realizing that there just is no better feeling in the world.
I can't imagine why! /sarc
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