That life is so hard you think you’ll die from how much it hurts to just live through a day and get your kids to school and not be a complete piece of shit all the time–just a partial piece of shit.That you love your kids so fucking much, and you know that you’re failing them every day.
That long weekends are hell because you all have to be together as a family for an extra day. And the Saturday night after Thanksgiving you think: well, only tomorrow left, and you just have to survive that.
That since having kids, your week has flip-flopped and Sunday is the new Friday, and Friday is the new Sunday: full of dread and anticipation. And Saturday is Monday: just the longest slog. And Monday is Saturday: one big sigh of relief.
Do people really live like they do in ads and on Facebook and in casual social encounters? I think maybe they do. I think we must be freaks. If we’re not, and this is how people really live, lots of us…I don’t even know what that means.