And So It Comes To This

Never blogging because I have nothing nice to say, is not good. So here goes. There comes a time when the apron strings must be cut. Even I know this, and my son is only three. I am fully aware that someday he will grow into a man, meet someone, and I will no longer be number one. I will still be his mom, and he will not love me any less. He will love this new person in a different way, and for me to want the same kind of feelings that he feels towards them, is just sick. I don't think that it is healthy, or sane, to wedge yourself in between your child and their significant other. I don't know what I would gain from that. I am pretty sure I don't want to doom my son to being without the company of someone to be in love with, until I die, and he can finally live his life. Why on earth would someone want to make their own progeny so miserable. You would think running off two woman after they already have dresses and rings, would be enough for the ego of any control-freak mother. I guess the icing on the cake would be getting rid of the mother of his child too. Unfortunately for her, if mommy goes, so does the kid, and she can eat a big fat dick. (I apologize for any of you that are faint of heart, or have virgin ears).
What I find the most disturbing I guess, is that she can't seem to figure it out. Caring only for her own happiness. Do you really think you are protecting your son in all his misery? Have you ever felt bad for forcing the other one into a career he realizes he doesn't really like? Or that nearly every fight your son and his fiance have, is about you and how fucked up you are? I don't know what the future holds, but being proud of keeping your son alone sucks. And ruining two other peoples lives on top of that, is just fucking evil.