I’m ready to write a Dear John letter to both my children. I'm just so frustrated and over these incessant complaints. They’re 23 and 25 and acting like spoiled children. After all THEY put ME
through! They want to be happy, they have dreams, they shouldn’t have to work
like this, they shouldn’t have to do what they’re doing just to pay the bills .
. . Man, shut the eff up. I’m 54, and have worked since I was 14. I want to be
happy, I have dreams, I shouldn’t have to work like this just to loan them
money when they’re short!
I’ve know been a solid role model of being a warrior mother,
working at my career (sometimes working two or three jobs at one time) to the point of actually making a living. I was in my 20s
once--paid my dues; truly worked long, hard hours; and sometimes cried all the
way to the door of my workplace. But I pushed through and stayed with companies
for years at a time. I would’ve loved to have quit, but that’s not an option.
What’s given my kids the idea that quitting because they don’t feel like doing it
is an option?? Naturally, it’s my fault. I must’ve given them the wrong message
about having a strong work ethic?
So my letter will go like this (if I dare to send it):
Dear children,