You have no idea of what it is actually really truly like to be a single parent.
Do you know what gets my goat? And I’m talking, instant anger, flare up, nostrils splay out, lips become a thin line, brow furrows and my fingers instantly want to tap furiously onto something to get my feelings out. It’s when partnered women cry ‘single parent’.
Yes, I hear you all now, and yes this is a direct response to Amelia Mitchell from the article I’m a single mum, Monday to Friday. Here you all go, I’m pushing the soapbox forward for you all, so form an orderly line. “Stop judging her”, “maybe she does feel single”, “she has her side to the story”, “but her husband does work all the time” and “she never sees him and he never sees them”.
To all of that I have one word “choice”.
We all as conscious human beings have to some degree a level of choice in our lives. If you choose not to exercise it – to play slave to the money god then yes – probably you will lead a life like that and get to 40 something and wonder why you don’t remember you suddenly teenager’s childhood. So please, don’t cry ‘single parent’ just because your partner works long hours or is away. The fact is, you’re not a single parent and you would have no idea of what it is actually really truly like to be a single parent.