Okay, LADY.
CAPSLOCK TIME.
YOU'RE DEPRESSED; I GET IT. SO WHAT?! EVERYBODY GETS DEPRESSED. FOR REASONS YOU CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE. YOU ALWAYS TOLD ME HOW THANKFUL YOU WERE FOR HAPPINESS, LIFE, BLAHBLAHBLAH. I GUESS IT'S ALL JUST B.S. FOR ME TO TAKE IN, HUH? GOD, MOTHER FUDGE YOU. SORRY, LANGUAGE, I KNOW. YOUR KIDS ARE AT HOME, FAKING SICKNESSES SO THAT THEY COULD GET YOUR ATTENTION. HAVE YOU NOW REALIZED THAT BY NOW?! AND YOU'RE OVER AT YOUR FRIEND'S HOUSE, DRINKING WINE, AND ACTING CRAZY. YOUR KIDS NEEDED YOU AND YOU WEREN'T THERE FOR THEM. AND I WANT TO TELL THEM THAT OH, SHE'S JUST LATE. OR OH, SHE'S A BIT BUSY RIGHT NOW, BUT DON'T WORRY; SHE'LL COME HOME. BECAUSE GUESS WHAT?! REMEMBER HOW YOU TOLD ME THAT YOU'D BE OUT THEN COME HOME in a little while!? OR IS EVERYTHING A BLUR TO YOU NOW THAT YOU'RE HIGH OFF WINE?! OH YEAH, AND GUESS WHAT?! THEY STAY UP. THEY DO WHATEVER THEY CAN--WATCH TV, EAT JUNK FOOD, PLAY GAMES--WHATEVER, JUST SO THAT THEY COULD WAIT FOR YOU TO COME HOME. AND THE PHONE RINGS, AND IT'S YOU AND GUESS WHAT? YOU TELL THEM YOU'RE NOT COMING HOME.
THEY'RE YOUR CHILDREN; THEY LOVE YOU SO MUCH THAT THEY'D FORGIVE YOU FOR EVERYTHING.
BUT YOU, I can't even tell how much you love them anymore. & I'm the optimistic one.
DEAR YOU,
GET OVER YOURSELF. YOU HAD KIDS. NOW TAKE CARE OF THEM LIKE YOU TELL EVERYBODY YOU DO. TRULY LOVE THEM AND QUIT YELLING AT THEM FOR JUST ONE DAY AND SEE WHAT THAT FEELS LIKE. BECAUSE THEY NEED YOU.
As for me, I don't. So, see ya on the flip side.
