Dude being a parent is wack. Like a random STRANGER old man once asked me if I was breastfeeding at a diner once and nobody cared, but as soon as someone asks me what my sons favorite snack is and I say chapstick, I’M THE WEIRD ONE?!
I’m sick of telling people that I’m sober and them immediately asking “why?!” Like maybe I realized I’m a better person without alcohol in my life, leave me alone.
Raising my son outside of any religion is my business and mine only. I guarantee he’ll be a good person. And much less judgmental than someone who is a part of the church thinking they are better than someone who isn’t.
Does anyone else remember that show on daytime tv where a guy just broke into peoples houses and stole all their shit while the owners sat in a van and watched the whole time or was that a fever dream?
I keep wondering why my back hurts so bad and I’m only 22 but then I remember I’m a belly sleeper and I got big titties so I really do be sleepin like this.
I’m doing a 3-day fast and I’m only at the end of day one and I’m dying. So I put on a survival show thinking there won’t be any food to tempt me. Got me wondering what tree grubs really taste like.
@JCook162 If anyone ever accomplishes their five year plans they’ve sold their soul to get there. Things happen when they are ready to. Don’t be hard on yourself ❤️