everything is in such a mess pit of crap.. /
you do the right thing, and not cause trouble /
you help your friends.. /
and you get railroaded.. /
this is what it feels like.. /
kids giving you hell.. /
making one question why you sacrificied your life for /
to be treated with utmost disrespect, lies /
shitting on your mother.. /
they just might as well kill me off.. /
but oh..no..that would be too easy.. /
make her suffer.. drag it out /
pile more bricks on her.. /
watch her collapse /
muffle her cry of help, her tears.. /
make me think life is getting better /
then pull the rug out from under me.. /
no friend has offered their strenght /
they just keep saying how strong i am /
but even the strongest cannot run on empty /
so friends just listen and empathize /
how come im always doing more than just emphatizing /
where is my help when im asking.. /
but they dont hear me.. /
they just tell me their problems.. /
- i shut down. /
i turn to strangers. /
i pick up the phone and dial some number /
and tell my life of 42years to a stranger and compressed /
how do you fit all and everything into a 15 minute phonecall.. /
how does one function when ones brain is screaming for a breakdown? /
even the strongest oldest oak tree that keeps bending accomodating the weather, uproots when that one final strong wind pushes it, too far.
Pilgrim
Know how you feel (sort of), lucky I have my career to give me relief from the kids! I hope it all pays off in the end when I am terribly old and they get to look after me. Or am I dreaming.
webgrrl
my creative arts (photography,design,etc) are the ONLY thread of hope i hang on to, that keeps and feeds me with positivity, love, and validations. Its the only thing of me that makes me wake up each day..
I dont have one miliscule of hope or dream that my kids will look after me when im ‘old’ – i need the love, the thanks, and the appreciation now so that i survive and be alive, tomorrow.
peter
Life isn’t fair. I was utterly moved by one of Jacob’s images a few weeks ago … it just seems so unfair.
Why do the innocent suffer? ... I’m shamed that this image was taken on our planet.
I don’t have any answers … but when I have kids I think I’d like them to spend some time broadening their perspectives … living in a developing nation … learning to appreciate what they have.
paulrocksyoursox
There’s so much feeling in this. do you really call random numbers? If you don’t mind me asking.
webgrrl
no, it wasnt random.. twas the Parentsline number :)
mgadise
i love your writings
Rachesimages
this is a very strong peice of writing, i hope you are coping better now, i know what you mean also kids can be so demanding its a love hate relationship, my kids are both still quiet young and i have only 2 but they can be a handful and sometimes just don’t know what to do, parenting is no doubt the toughest job i have had, it is a responsibility that you will always have and sometimes it feels so overwhelming, like you my art and creative side keeps me sane it is a real good outlet, as long as i have this i am ok.
Wendy Stivers
I just joined Red Bubble the other day and happened upon this peice and can’t believe the coincidence. These words feel like they could have come out of my mouth they describe so accurately my exact situation and feelings today! It’s nice to know I’m not alone. Your designs are amazing and beautiful-keep on keeping on!