Enemies To Lovers Who Are Still Pretending To Be Enemies For The Reputation

oh i am ABSOLUTELY messed up but it did make me funny

some fucker: “If you arent paying for a product, you are the product!” 

me using tumblr costing yahoo a billion dollars: 

How irresponsible of you Jupiter

no but if you can't explain what end you're hoping for when you ask someone to read or engage ‘critically’ with something you should actually keep your mouth shut

Listen, listen, here’s a thing… you don’t have to have ADHD in order to use ADHD life hacks if they will make your life easier. Executive Dysfunction, regarless of cause, is a mother fucker that will ruin your life and make you utterly miserable, so if something helps? Good! I am so glad for you! Please do the thing! Life is hard enough as it is without giving ourselves extra invisible hurdles to jump.

So if you’re struggling? Please allow yourself to be kind to yourself. You deserve it, no matter what society may have conditioned you to think. You are allowed to not always be struggling. You are allowed to rest, and make things in your life easier. It’s not a sign of weakness. It’s a sign of self care and adaptivbility, and those things are to always be commended.

I get so annoyed when other women act this way towards their men. My mom died when I was 6 years old, and I spent most of my childhood raised my dad and his two older brothers. My five older siblings were off either starting families, working, in college, or in the army (there’s a large age gap) but I’d spend weekends and stuff with them. And I had aunts, other uncles, and cousins who helped out too. But day-to-day, it was me and my three old guys. They were all in their fifties at the time. I couldn’t have asked for a better childhood. Yes the loss of my mom hurt like hell, but I was surrounded by so much love. My dad always made it clear I was his world, and I was my uncles’ baby.

And the men my sisters have married are all amazing men who are great husbands and fathers. They have daily routines with their children, such as reading to them before bed every night, and just are constantly involved in their lives. And never letting my sisters feel it all falls on them. Whether cooking dinner, doing dishes, or watching all the kids so my sisters can relax and read for a few hours.

When I was fourteen, my dad died, and one of my older sisters took me in because my uncles were in bad health. My brother-in-law Bobby, I’ve known him since I was two, was an awesome mix of brother-dad, and was always there for me. He filled in where my dad couldn’t but never tried to take his place.

My fiancé is great with kids, better than I am. He knows when we eventually have children, as their father he is as equally responsible for every aspect of their welfare as I am. We must be equal partners in everything. We have discussed this in-depth multiple times because it is something we both consider immensely important. Especially for me because it’s always in my mind what would happen if I died.

Sorry I feel really strongly about this because I always hear woman talk about their men like this but I wasn’t raised around men like that. I was raised to expect more and if they don’t live up then they’re boys pretending to be men. And boys pretending to be men are not worth my time unless they are willing to make an effort to be better.

I just left my husband alone with our two children for sixteen days. I was not worried about anything regarding the house, their food, or their wellbeing. I put all the appointments in the family calendar and my husband checked it and kept them. I literally did not worry about them. I missed them, and I was sad that they missed me, but I didn’t worry about them AT ALL. I need to impress upon you all that I missed their company, but was not worried for their welfare.

I also did no meal prep. I don’t even think I went shopping right before I left.

This is not about apples and oranges. This isn’t even about my husband. This is about the fact that this is apparently WEIRD.

Another mum at my daughter’s school is leaving for ten days. She’s taking her youngest (who is a very small baby) and leaving her husband with their two girls. She has been cooking for days preparing freezer meals. She’s panicking and deputizing her six year old to remind him how to make school lunches. AND I AM APPALLED.

A) He is definitely not helpless. (He’s a doctor or something.) What gendered bullshit. B) THAT LITTLE GIRL IS NOT OLD ENOUGH TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR HER AND HER SISTER’S WELLBEING. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. C) Why is she married to this person and creating children with him if he’s this big of an idiot?

While she was laughingly recounting this, the other mums were nodding and smiling sympathetically, like oh yes, I too have my caveman at home!! Such managing required! I was the only one who was like “Dude, he’ll be fine. Literally. He will be fine.” I said it a lot. She was not convinced. She kept bringing up her older daughter. She’ll be like a little mum!

NO.

NO NO NO NO.

NO.

Straight women, don’t do this shit. It’s gross. Don’t infantilize your husbands and then expect your daughters to pick up the slack. So fucking gross. So. So. GROSS.

So, Michael Rapaport is a complete asshole.

THE OLD GUARD (2020) dir. Gina Prince-Bythewood