No right at all.
Everybody's got moods... don't get me wrong.
But once I had kids, my right to be a miserable, unhappy person went out the window. I no longer have the right to be a depressive. Or someone driven by anger. Or a pessimist.
Crappy parents can often lead to crappy kids. Or, equally likely, kids with crap-esque qualities or challenges. It's my core fucking job to do everything I can to be a genuinely happy guy, in order to pass that on to my kids.
Love to all. Even you, you angry fuck.
But once I had kids, my right to be a miserable, unhappy person went out the window. I no longer have the right to be a depressive. Or someone driven by anger. Or a pessimist.
Crappy parents can often lead to crappy kids. Or, equally likely, kids with crap-esque qualities or challenges. It's my core fucking job to do everything I can to be a genuinely happy guy, in order to pass that on to my kids.
Love to all. Even you, you angry fuck.
4 Comments:
Amen to that!
I really need to try harder around my kids. It's so easy to come home from work tired and grumpy and continue to act that way arond the youngsters.
I should email this post to myself every month or so.
I would have to agree with landismom for real. Cause when I go home from this deployment I'm going to have to act like I'm happy around my girl friends son.
Wise point. Too many times, I've let my crappy mood (that has nothing to do with my kids) affect how I talk to them or deal with them. And I can see it in their faces, trying to figure out what they might have done to warrant my anger.
And when I hear them talk to each other the way I sometimes talk to them, hearing the echos of my own voice in their little arguments, it's like a knife being driven through my heart.
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