I complain a lot. My life is not easy. Am I complaining or just telling it like it is? It's my journal so so what.
If another person interrupts me to ask me what I do with my children when I am happily talking about my schooling. . . I am going to do what I always do and assure them that they are will taken care of by my husband. I will not slap the living daylights out of them when they ask me if he is fucking unemployed. No one asks my husband what we do with the kids when he is working! I was at my favorite candy shop today and I was asked this by another regular there. Lord, have mercy I was so mad-- I had liked the woman, too!
Am I selfish because I love what I do and look forward to being in college and working and studying? It's life and I am living it! So irritating.