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Rented: Hi.
“This is a rented post from a friend of mine who’s unable to it on her own blog.” You don’t know me, but you know my type: suburban stay at home mom with 2.3 kids, a mortgage, and a husband who works a good white collar job for good pay. We live within our means, sometimes with enough to go out to eat or buy something fun. From the outside, I have what every suburban-bred girl wants: the white picket life. In reality, I’m a fucking mess. I hate my life; I hate the rhythm in which I lead my life. I wonder every day where I went wrong, and how to get back to me, who I was, who we were as a couple. I can’t find him, but

Not much to say, but something has to be said.
Anissa. If you know her, you love her. It just cannot be helped. She’s one of those people whose spirits suck you in and hold you hostage. She’s my girl. The first time I physically met her, this past July, we grabbed each others tits. That was our handshake/hug/hello/nice to meet you in person. And for the rest of the weekend, they gravitated towards each other. [via.] Tell me that̵

This is child abuse. In my opinion, at least.
My head hurts just watching it. And the language that she is using towards her child – I mean, I curse around my girls but I don’t curse AT my girls. All of it is just indicative of a bad situation. That mother needs parenting classes, among other things. I flagged this video on YouTube months ago. Apparently, they don’t think this is wrong or cruel or disgusting. So, I’m asking you – do you think this is child abuse? If you do, I suggest you flag it as well. If you don’t, p

“If he loved you, he wouldn’t have hit you.”
Bullshit. It’s such a common thing to say, but it’s not true. Not always. All relationships are different, just like the people in them are. It is very, very possible to hit someone that you love. Love and violence are not mutually exclusive. Just because a person is not capable of handling their anger in a proper way does not mean they do not care for you, and while I almost understand why someone would say this, I don’t. Not quite. They need to get help. It is never ok. But just because they did it, doesn’t mean they don’t. Maybe they don’t enough. Maybe they d

Rented: There Were Two
This is an anonymous post from a dear blog friend of mine. My daughter was a miracle. I don’t mean that in the religious sense or even in a devoted parent sense. She was a scientific miracle. For a year my husband and I tried to get pregnant with her. We went to many doctors and had more tests than I can enumerate. I was diagnosed with “unexplained infertility”and put on the infertility treadmill. Nothing worked. Then six months later, while we were on vacation and had no medical intervention I got pregnant. If you have any inclination to say anything related to relaxing, shut your fucking hole. Being relaxed doesn’t