smothering. its just an additional alphabet from mothering. but when does mothering become smothering?
i know it can't be easy to be my mother. i'm too temperamental and question too many things. my thoughts jump around too quickly, flitting from one topic to another within seconds. i have mood swings out of the blue, feeling disgruntled one moment and happy as a lark the next.
i can only pray that any future children of mine won't be as bad as i am now. but then again, what goes around comes back around.
i can only pray that any future children of mine won't be as bad as i am now. but then again, what goes around comes back around.
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