When I started this blog, I wanted it to be a place for moms (and dads) to come to get a laugh.
And to not feel so alone.
To know that there is at least one other person out there whose kids aren’t perfect.
Whose marriage isn’t always a fairy tale.
Whose house is a mess.
Who sometimes feels overwhelmed. And like a failure.
It kind of snowballed from there.
The more I put out there, the better I felt.
Sure, having no secrets and having nothing to hide behind has left me wide open for attack.
But it has also totally freed me.
There is nothing for people to “find out” about me.
I’m not living in fear of being exposed.
And I don’t feel the need to keep up with anyone.
Not the Smiths.
Not the Johnsons.
Not the Joneses.
I’m just doing my thing.
What you see is what you get.
It’s amazing the burden that’s taken off your shoulders once you do that.
Writing about the financial aspect of our lives is a little bit of a concern to my husband.
People don’t like to talk about that shit. Or admit to being in trouble financially.
It’s embarrassing because there’s a stigma attached to not having enough money to make ends meet.
We must be lazy.
We must live beyond our means.
We are irresponsible for having so many children.
We must be drug addicts.
Or gambling addicts.
But no one really knows how we got to be in this situation.
And I’m really tired of the stigmas.
There are a lot of very responsible, hard-working, honest people who end up in the same boat as us.
It happens to good people.
And that is why I share it.
So yesterday when I told my husband I was going to write about The Man from CL&P coming to shut off the power, he wasn’t exactly thrilled.
But then I told him about this message I got on facebook last night (published with permission, and edited to preserve anonymity), and then he understood:
We don’t know each other but… I just wanted to Thank you for your blog!
I thought I was the only one in [my town] who fears the CLP guy knocking on my door or paying for all these field trips.
I blew a fuse this morning and my heart started pounding as I ran to the drive way to see if it was disconnected, the whole time thinking I hope they will turn it back on before Monday! …
Thanks for keeping it real and adding a little sunshine to my day!
So maybe there are hundreds of people out there judging me because of my financial situation after I wrote about our visit from The Man.
But I don’t really care.
Because there is one person out there who is feeling less alone today.
And that makes it all worth it.
Whatever situation you find yourself in today,
you are not alone.
There is someone else out there who is looking out the window to see if the repo man is coming.
There’s someone else out there who fell off the wagon last night.
There is someone else out there who just polished off an entire package of Oreos in one sitting.
There is someone else out there who said something to someone yesterday that they wish they could take back.
There is someone else out there who just had her heart broken.
Or who just broke a heart.
There is someone else out there whose kids just unwrapped 50 tampons, and then made a ketchup swimming pool on the kitchen floor.
Maybe not that last one.
That last one may just be me.
But there is someone else out there who thinks their kids suck sometimes.
Because while we love them more than anything,
they do suck sometimes.
Just like whatever rough patch you may find yourself in right now.
But you’ll get through it.
And if you don’t want to go through it alone,
you know where to find me 🙂