It's the start of a new day. You've been trapped in the same cycle with your husband for a while now. Shoudn't you be used to it at this point? That's at least how your husband tells you you're supposed to feel whenever you bring up your concerns to him.
Another week goes by and you continue to question your reality.
That's It?
Is this all there is to life?
It's Saturday today so you have a day off. After body shaming you for the trillionth time today you're husband heads out early in the morning to go "workout" with that bitch, Melody, or at least that's what he says. You already have a pretty clear idea of what kinds of exercise they will actually be doing.
As with everything that happens in your life, this is nothing new. Suddenly it clicks in your head. A tiny spark igniting your awareness. NOTHING IS EVER NEW. This small minuscule thought overtakes your consciousness with a joy that could be interpreted as over the top. For some reason, you would rather do something different today. So instead of spending hours preparing the house to your husband's liking, you decide to take your kid on a day out.
You both had tons of fun and laughs together. Eating ice-cream, trying on clothes, you name it! You ended your expedition by going to a park where you seated yourself on a bench near the playground as your kid ran off to dig in the sand alongside his new friends. The weight of your boobs had begun to weigh down on your shoulders causing you to rub your neck tiredly. Just why did you get these implants? It's not like you didn't have a choice. With that thought, a labyrinth of memories and information reflecting on your life began to spiral in an endless maze throughout your whole being. What on earth have you been doing all this time? Why did you let some random bitch so brutally take over your life? Ruin your happiness? When was the last time you actually felt this happy?
That night your husband came home and there was no food on the table, no, lingerie, and no makeup. You weren't going to let him treat you like a clown any longer. Of course, he was pissed but you didn't care; you've been pissed off during this whole marriage. Now, despite this new fire burning within you, you weren't trying to get beat to death tonight so you calmly apologized to him and promised to make it up to him the next day. After a lil coaxing, he finally complied and fell asleep. In the morning you once again your alarm blares at 4:00 am and your husband yells at you to "SHUT THAT SHIT OFF". You prepare two bentos along with your husband's favorite breakfast and one mug of coffee then take a shower at 5:30 am. By now it's 6:30 and you wake the rest of your family. You take your seat at one end of the dinner table and bring your husband his coffee. He trashed your appearance as usual as he drank his coffee."What did you put in this today? Seems like you finally figured out how to make me a decent cup of joe!" Every word that comes out of his mouth is aggressive including his compliments, despite this you calmly answer, "cherry pits". You flash him a warm smile
"What?" he asks confuzzled.
Then he passes out
Another week goes by and you continue to question your reality.
That's It?
Is this all there is to life?
It's Saturday today so you have a day off. After body shaming you for the trillionth time today you're husband heads out early in the morning to go "workout" with that bitch, Melody, or at least that's what he says. You already have a pretty clear idea of what kinds of exercise they will actually be doing.
As with everything that happens in your life, this is nothing new. Suddenly it clicks in your head. A tiny spark igniting your awareness. NOTHING IS EVER NEW. This small minuscule thought overtakes your consciousness with a joy that could be interpreted as over the top. For some reason, you would rather do something different today. So instead of spending hours preparing the house to your husband's liking, you decide to take your kid on a day out.
You both had tons of fun and laughs together. Eating ice-cream, trying on clothes, you name it! You ended your expedition by going to a park where you seated yourself on a bench near the playground as your kid ran off to dig in the sand alongside his new friends. The weight of your boobs had begun to weigh down on your shoulders causing you to rub your neck tiredly. Just why did you get these implants? It's not like you didn't have a choice. With that thought, a labyrinth of memories and information reflecting on your life began to spiral in an endless maze throughout your whole being. What on earth have you been doing all this time? Why did you let some random bitch so brutally take over your life? Ruin your happiness? When was the last time you actually felt this happy?
That night your husband came home and there was no food on the table, no, lingerie, and no makeup. You weren't going to let him treat you like a clown any longer. Of course, he was pissed but you didn't care; you've been pissed off during this whole marriage. Now, despite this new fire burning within you, you weren't trying to get beat to death tonight so you calmly apologized to him and promised to make it up to him the next day. After a lil coaxing, he finally complied and fell asleep. In the morning you once again your alarm blares at 4:00 am and your husband yells at you to "SHUT THAT SHIT OFF". You prepare two bentos along with your husband's favorite breakfast and one mug of coffee then take a shower at 5:30 am. By now it's 6:30 and you wake the rest of your family. You take your seat at one end of the dinner table and bring your husband his coffee. He trashed your appearance as usual as he drank his coffee."What did you put in this today? Seems like you finally figured out how to make me a decent cup of joe!" Every word that comes out of his mouth is aggressive including his compliments, despite this you calmly answer, "cherry pits". You flash him a warm smile
"What?" he asks confuzzled.
Then he passes out
