oh my god, never expected to read something so delicious as this. and the one telling the story was none other than a fuck up with 3 or more kids. I sigh in relief that I don't have to deal with this crap, thank you mgtow. she even made a poll asking if you are a single parent and unsurprisingly 64% are single "parents", more like single mothers. here is the link if you want to read it whole yourself: https://wehavekids.com/parenting/39-Times-I-Wish-I-Had-a-Husband
now do excuse me but I'll review myself the whole article and share my personal opinion on all of this.
It’s no secret that being a single parent is rough at times. can't imagine how hard, lucky for me I don't have to deal with that shit, MGTOW truly saved my life there. You have to find a magical balance between work, parenting, and a social life. tough stuff honey bunny, thats your choice, that is what you choose, the life you wanted to live, no one to blame but yourself for poor decisions. You’re stuck battling temper tantrums and arguments about who the tiny red car nobody has played with since 2012 belongs to, and you’re also alone during happy, memorable moments like soccer championships and graduation ceremonies. this is really concerning, maybe you should discuss these issues with your husband and see if...oh right, you don't have one, but hey you are a strong and independent woman so nothing to worry about. Look, I get that no husband is perfect. oh cry me a river, don't worry lady, prince charming is waiting for you, so be patient and wait for mr.right guy to show up... Comments like “I’m married but my husband never does any household chores” or “Being married doesn’t mean you’ll actually have help with the kids” remind me of that any time I dare mention that being a single mom is hard. and then they laughed at your face, because they don't have to deal with the tough shit you deal daily. I’m not saying a husband would solve all my problems, but I think having one would make my life easier at times. more like having a punching bag to unleash your frustration and blame your problems on the poor guy. I often imagine how nice it would be to have a husband, so I’ve compiled a list of the top 39 times I wish I had one. keep imagining, you ain't getting one. Some of my reasons for wanting a devoted significant other are selfish, but I’m going to share them with you anyway. oh boy, you are THAT type of woman. I sugarcoat cookies and brownies, not emotions and opinions. the fuck does that mean? you make no sense here. Here are 39 times, in no particular order of importance, when I wish I had a husband: alright, here we go.
- When one of my kids does something adorable and I have nobody to share it with. Yeah, I can tell Facebook and Twitter - and I totally do - but do my online friends really find other people’s kids as hilarious as I do? what a menial shit, seriously?, THIS is one of the reasons why you want a damn husband? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, oh my god, here I though it would be something more important...this is just fucking number 1.
- Anytime one of my toddlers have a meltdown in a public place, especially if people are staring and making stupid comments. so you are admitting a paternal figure will bring order to your kids behavior? well thats sexist and its toxic masculinity, so you better deal with that yourself, woman up.
- When I attempt to morph my 5’ 2’’ body into a long, lean body so I can reach the snacks I hid on top of the fridge or get something out of the pantry without a chair. thanks god you are a single parent, you will nag the poor guy to death with menial bullshit like this.
- At 2 a.m. when I wake up from a nightmare and have nobody to comfort me. you would hit your hypothetical husband for dreaming about him cheating on you...making him miserable, lady, deal with it, men deal with this a lot and you don't see us men complaining.
- At 2 a.m. when one of my kids lets me know they have the flu by vomiting all over my bed. thats fucking disgusting...take them to a damn doctor or make sure they stay healthy.
- During IEP meetings, when I’m hit with a ton of information about what my child is/isn’t doing right developmentally and academically, then given a short amount of time to help develop important goals for the next 12 months of his life. hmmm...I wonder why the kid isn't doing right, nothing to do with you isn't it? of course not, its the fucking husband fault...oh wait true true, you don't have one, so maybe I don't know, think of something, remember strong and independent.
- Every time I visit the grocery store with 3 kids in tow. must feel fucking nice to know that your kids will fuck up something there at any moment and get your ass banned, lucky for me I don't have to deal with that.
- Actually, any time I visit any store with 3 kids in tow. oh my goodness, I didn't even meet you and I already can feel myself stressed out, must be nice to be 1 day in that house, why would anyone want to put with this crap?.
- When my kid is sick and needs meds, and I’m forced to decide whether it’s better to drag a sick kid to the pharmacy or have my child skip the meds. skip the meds? the kid is fucking sick you idiot, take him to a doctor, oh wait...you can't afford that, so I think you wish one of them died to make your life easier, single mothers everyone.
- When I’m sick and have to figure out how to maintain my household and get my kids to all of their activities. I keep saying it, strong and independent. suck it up honey.
- Every time my doctor asks how much longer I plan to put off hernia surgery or surgery on my wrist and I don’t feel like explaining that I have no clue how I’ll get 3 kids on 3 different schedules where they need to go during my recovery process. now this is a valid reason, too bad, why don't ask someone to help you or get a damn nanny?.
- When my teenager needs a ride home from events that end long after my toddlers are in bed. that fucking kid need some discipline, real discipline, too bad masculinity and being a damn father is practically a crime so deal with it you cumdump,
- When I want a late-night snack made by someone other than myself and there’s no way I’m waking up 3 kids at midnight so I can get a milkshake or fries. jeez...what a miserable excuse for a reason to have a husband is that?.
- When my ex brags about the woman he left me for in an attempt to make me jealous and makes fun of me for not having someone. what a fucking idiot, I mean both of you. especially you lady.
- When my ex insists I must still love him because I haven’t found someone new. there is something fishy going on here, what aren't you telling us?.
- When my ex makes hateful comments during custody exchanges that he probably wouldn’t have the nerve to make if I had a husband sitting there with me. oh boy, of course, you did something bad. though you could do better than him? heh what a fucking joke. and what fucking mess.
- Whenever someone says “I’m just like a single mom because my husband works a lot” so I can nod my head in agreement instead of inwardly rolling my eyes. make you feel a little better with yourself even though you don't deserve to feel better.
- Every time I attend a parent-teacher conference alone. hahahahahahahaha, woman up.
- When I’m running on 4 hours of sleep and would do anything for a nap but know that napping while 3 kids run around just isn’t going to happen. imagine how many husbands out there deal with this shit...daily. your pain is nothing compared to the one of a husband.
- Whenever I clean my house and have nobody to help with any of the tasks. shut up and keep cleaning, by far too late to complain about that.
- Every time I attempt to fix something on my own and realize I know nothing about fixing stuff. So far this year, I’ve installed a new toilet seat and shower head. interesting and women keep telling they don't need men at all...
- When I get a flat tire and am stuck 20 miles from home with 2 of my 3 kids, and none of my friends can pick me up because my kids + their kids = too many passengers and not enough seats. why so many kids though?.
- When I have to bring my toddlers to medical appointments and pray they don’t break anything or scream over the doctor as she’s trying to explain what’s going on with my health. this will only get worse lady and you can't take the kids to a doctor everytime you are sick but you have medical appointments and go to a fucking doctor? weird...it almost like you are praying for one of those kids to die.
- When I realize that nobody else is going to help pay rent or buy groceries. always a classic. work and make more money you old hag, its time already.
- When I attempt to have a virtual meeting with clients and have nobody to entertain my toddlers (translation: keep them from screaming and trashing my house). must be nice to visit that house...
- When I see my clothes hanging in the closet and realize just how empty things look without a man’s button-down shirts and suits. hmmm...you lived with men before? there is something not adding up and it actually starting to bother me a little.
- Every Sunday when I sit at church alone. pfffttt...fuck off.
- Whenever I attend coed church functions and am the only single woman there. menial and boring.
- When I find it hard to connect with married moms and feel bad that I can’t relate to any of their gripes about their husbands. awwwww~ you poor thing, so what if you can't talk shit about hubby with the other harpies? you can always talk about how great its to be a single mother and a strong independent woman, I bet you'll inspire them to frow up and be like you, a deppressed old hag.
- When I see Facebook posts gushing about how great someone’s husband is and remember I’m still alone. rolling my eyes, men go months or even decades without women and they never complained, except those pathetic incels.
- When my van needs minor repairs and I’m stuck sitting at the shop all day with a bunch of cranky kids. what a harsh way to refer your kids, this what you willingly choose.
- When my van needs major repairs and I’m stuck figuring out how to get home and get my kids to all of their activities in a city without public transportation. yeah yeah, why don't you ask your friends or family to help you or even your ex to be a damn dad and take them to their activities? oh wait, YOU can do it yourself, being strong and independent must feel great.
- When insurance companies inform me that I’d qualify for lower rates if I had a husband. interesting...
- Whenever a friend offers to set me up with her cousin, coworker, kid’s bus driver’s uncle, etc. and I have to think of some excuse about why that’s the last thing I want. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...my my my, even now you are still picky? you go girl, lets see if chad, tyrone or jamal will pick up an ugly piece of shit like you.
- When I attend weddings alone. redundant.
- When I attend my kids’ sporting events and school functions alone. call your damn husband to...oh right.
- When a certain family member sends me messages about how I’ll be alone forever and nobody will ever love me. wow, savage, what did you do for them to hate you so much?. probably cheated and a lot of other nasty shit you don't want us to know.
- Whenever firsts happen - first words, first steps, first school dance - and I have nobody to discuss them with. too late to complain about it, you made your choices, deal with them.
- When I worry that my kids will grow up with issues because they don’t have a two-parent home (yeah, I’ve been reading too many scientific studies). fuck you pal, all of this is your fault and you know it, so at least be honest and admit you are a piece of putrid shit and rotten to the core. you failed, welcome to the world old hag. Yes, Kids Are a Blessing - Even When You Parent Them Alone I don't think you see yours as blessings but more like unholy burdens that you can't wait to see them go. This articles isn't meant to be a total whinefest about the life of a single parent. yeah right, it was a fucking nagfest that can give anyone a damn headache and make you actually realize how lucky you are by being a single person, especially a single man. My kids are awesome, and I love raising them. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHA jesus cumdumpingchrist what kind of reasonalization is that? they are not happy old hag, they are growing to be fucked up people you don't want to be around with. they are developing serious issues and its all your fault. I just miss being in love with someone and having a close connection with an adult who lives in the same home as me and my kids. no you don't, you miss chad, stop lying to yourself. I don’t want a husband just to have an extra body around to do stuff for me, but it would be nice sometimes. tough shit. I'm thankful for the life I have, but I'd still enjoy the chance to make memories during family outings with another adult. but nobody came. Until I find love again, I’ll continue wishing for a husband every time the scenarios above occur. keep being picky and I am sure you'll find someone who will meet your standards.
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