It’s the same old tale of “I’m just jealous because of my family”.
A lot has changed since my last post.
I’m no longer the mother of four young boys.
The way I look at it, I’m not the “jealous” mother anymore.
A couple of years ago, I would have been the only parent on the planet who felt the need to post photos of my kids in public.
But since then, I’ve had a bit of a run around the country, and I’ve seen a fair few strangers look up my kids and ask what I’m doing.
“Why are you posting these pictures?” they ask.
I know what you’re thinking: You know, if you weren’t in the US, I probably wouldn’t be asking, “Why are your kids posting these photos?”
“Are you doing this because your kids are having a rough time?”
They’re probably wondering how I’ve managed to have a family of four without having any sort of a problem with the kids.
My kids have all grown up with the same father, the same mother and the same husband, and it’s been hard for me to be the “Jealous” Mom.
In fact, I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve heard my kids ask me if they’re jealous because I’m the “good one”.
They’ll ask, “Is it because of your kids?”, or, “Are you jealous because your parents have a different relationship?”.
“What if they are?” they’ll ask.
“What if the kids don’t want to see me?”
“What will you do?”
There’s a lot of anger in that.
When I’m with my family, I feel a lot more alone.
What’s going on here?
Are I doing this to get attention?
I don’t think so.
It’s really hard to explain, but I’m just like all the other moms on Facebook: I want to be liked, and the people who want to know what’s going through my head will probably look up what I look like in the mirror and say, “Oh, you must be so lonely.”
But, I think that’s what really makes me jealous: the attention that I’m getting.
This is a problem that everyone faces, but it’s especially difficult for me.
Every single time I get a “joke” or a “compliment”, I get an angry reply from some random person who knows me better than I do.
It’s hard to believe that, even though I’ve only had two pregnancies, I still get that reaction.
So, if I’m going to get all mad, it’s probably because of the attention.
Sometimes I get jealous of the “bad” people who are trying to be like me.
They’re jealous of how they’re trying to make others like them.
And then, of course, there are those people who aren’t trying to take advantage of me, and who have been doing this for years, but still can’t get me to give up.
But there are a few common themes.
I get mad because of how “different” I am.
One of my biggest fears is that I’ll be labeled as an “outsider” or an “outcast”.
This has made me feel like I have to hide my true identity to be considered a “good person”.
But I have no idea how to deal with that, because I think it’s very easy to be labeled.
People look at me as “too sensitive” or “too “different”.
If I ask a question and I don, I’ll get a lot, like, “Who cares?”
And if I make a comment that I find offensive, it will be like, what the fuck?
But the only thing that matters is that it’s not me. 2.
I want people to think I’m a “bad parent”.
There are a lot things I can do to change this.
First, I should stop using the term “bad mother”.
When people hear that word, they think of the old saying that mothers should never go to the toilet.
Yes, they’re supposed to.
However, if my kids were to be in my car while I’m driving, I’d be embarrassed and think, “How did they get my keys?”
So instead, I use “bad child”.
So if I have a bad kid, I don.
I need to be “good” at “taking care of” my children.
For most people, they don’t know much about their own family structure, and they assume that they don