The Dark Side: Parenting & Marriage are F**king Hard
There are good days and bad days. Happy stages and sad stages. Easy times and hard times.
Then there is the dark side. When life is handing you no favors, you feel miserable, and you and your spouse are bickering all the time. Your children are going through a phase, the yelling is endless, and no matter how much you try, there are not enough hours in the day.
The dark side happens when you’re always tired. It happens when you’ve bitten off more than you can chew. You can’t get through everything and the minutes, hours, days, just fly by. Before you know it, it’s Monday again and you still have baskets of laundry piled up from a week before. You feel physically and mentally drained. You’re not sure how you’ll make it through another day.
The dark side is when all hell breaks loose. Not one thing is going your way. Your face is beaming with pimples, your period arrives, you’re too fat to wear anything, and all you want is junk food. Bad hair days, stains that won’t come out, broken plates, spilled milk, and endless tears from the children and from you. Instead of making lemonade, you want to take those lemons that life hands you, and shove them up your spouse’s ass.
The dark side seems monotonous. Days fade into days with no light seeping in. You know it’s just a phase but feel it’s a never-ending journey; a journey to nowhere. You’re not sure how to make changes to your life to improve the situation. You’re too scared to hit the nail right on the head. Barely moving your arms day after day, swimming just to keep your head afloat you feel helpless.
The dark side can just eat you up whole. You can’t remember the last time you smiled or laughed. You’re going through the motions just to survive. Your child can sense it and they seem extra clingy which is endearing but also obnoxious at the same time. You just want a moment to yourself but that moment is always spent cleaning up something. Your spouse is no help and they constantly just tell you to stop being bitchy or stop being uptight. You try so hard not to yell FUCK YOU at them every time they “try” to help in some warped way that isn’t really helping at all but just making things worse. Before you know it, you’re yelling at everyone. Then you’re in the bathroom crying because the dark side won, again. That damn son of a bitch dark side got the best of you. Sadly, you can see it happening; a train wreck in the making. But you can’t stop that train because it’s moving too fast. The dark side barrels through crashing into your life at a speed that can’t be altered.
The dark side shows no mercy.
The dark side doesn’t care.
The dark side happens. But no matter how long it takes over you or how miserable you are, it still is just a phase. The dark side exists but it doesn’t overcome life; it just interrupts life for a while. You just have to fight it. Smile. Count your blessings. And you’ll win.