The level of selflessness it requires to be a genuinely good parent is staggering. Your life stops belonging entirely to you. Your needs are no longer the most urgent ones in the room. You don't get to make decisions based solely on what you want or what makes you happy.
btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here.
my mom started volunteering with autistic children and annoyed one nonverbal student so bad that he literally spoke for the very first time in his life to tell her to shut up
girls.... pleaseeeee pick the gentle one. the kind one. the one who brings you peace. the protective one. the one who is sure of you. the one who respects you. the one who understands your silence.
The best advice I heard from a stranger was this: give luck more opportunities to bump into you. Leave the house, take a different road, travel, say yes to new experiences. The more you do, the more life surprises you in the best ways.