With the recent case in Johor & seeing everyone pointing fingers, Iβm honestly grateful I chose not to have children.
With my own mental health struggles, Iβm not sure I would know how to raise a child the βrightβ way.
Too strict could be seen as abuse, too gentle as spoiling.
Trying to buy absolutely nothing till the end of the year, especially no clothes.
Except for maybe fruits & vegetables.
Iβm cooking through my ridiculous stockpile first because apparently Iβve been preparing for the apocalypse.
Now, whenever something like that happens Iβll literally just say,
βIβm getting annoyedββ
And most of the time, he takes it well and does something about it.
Even after 10 years weβre still learning how to communicate with each other.
Iβve realised that instead of bottling things up until I eventually blow up, I just need to say something when Iβm starting to get annoyed.
Are we seriously still living in the Stone Age, pretending that bad mothers donβt exist?
As if motherhood automatically makes someone incapable of being a terrible person?