I could never imagine not being there for my children. I couldn’t imagine not being there for them when they are sick and hurting. I couldn’t imagine not wanting to spend all of my time with them. I couldn’t imagine trading watching them grow and flourish for “free time”.
The fact that I had 6 Halloween chocolate bars, some Tylenol, and got out of bed 20 minutes before I had to leave for work is the epitome of nightshift
I think the most fucked up and unfair thing of being in an abusive relationship is how is legitimately fucks you up so hard and turns you so cold to anyone else who tries to understand you
But to have someone who stands by you through all of your trauma and cares to understand you and he’ll you grow is the most beautiful and raw thing. Like I deserve this so much.