“Go to the doctor they said. "Theyll help” they said. No i just get told I have pneumonia. Then a slipped disc which leads to three months of pt. And now surgery next month on my ovary. Might be infertile and will probabably need a several more before menopause. Woo being a lady.
Fuck doctors.
Away from turning 25. My parents are pushing for a ring on my finger (its been seven years with the man so far) and a baby in the belly.
He is an only child and has no real family outside of his parents, so they too are pushing for a child.
But i work in special ed and kids care and have 60 kids already.. idk how to tell them or my friends to not get their hopes up… if i continue with teaching i dont think i will birth a human. Adopting is totally happening though.
You text me, i reply.
You reply two hours later. Very short
I reply telling you about my day and ask what you are up to on your trip and you say “lots of fun”
I got salty last time you went to fucking draftmas cause you blew me off and day one this year youre off to a great start.
Fuck it. I have a killer weekend planned and not texting you really saves me time for more fun.
That’s why we are here, to go through our experience, to learn, to go down those paths and eventually you may have gone down so many paths and learned so much that you don’t have to come back again.”
~ Prince (1958-2016)
