Don't Yap About Your Yappy

“The real world is cruel, get over it.”

if you thought you were signing up for a partnership of equals where you shared the responsibilities and financial burdens, the other person does not have the right to pressure or manipulate you into becoming The Breadwinner.

like, in my case it was super duper obvious that what my ex was doing was wrong because they would watch me come home from 50+ hours of work every week while they did three, and then expect me to do all the grocery shopping, cleaning, and life admin shit as well.

but even if they hadn't. even if they had decided to be The Housewife while I was The Breadwinner. that would still be bullshit because when we got married it was based on explicit agreement that we were planning to be a two-income, split-everything-equitably couple. no matter what, I didn't consent to burning myself out trying to provide for two people, and no one had the right to force me to do that.

But now, on top of Covid still spreading, monthly live active shooter drills, being chased out of parks for loitering, malls shutting down because people don't have that kind of money anymore, libraries running out of funding. They're being treated worse than anyone else because they don't have rights.

And when they turn 18, have stunted social skills, no prospects in life, we're creating another generation of failed souls, And doomed by the social narrative that teens should neither be seen nor heard. We owe them more than this. You cannot neglect a seedling crop, only for you to plant them into the ground and expect the largest crop that you've ever seen.