I hate Mother’s Day.

By | May 10, 2010

Yep, I said it.  I hate the holiday, even despite the pretty awesome and radical roots of it.

I spent the entire day sobbing, looking up adoption stories, and eating boxed macaroni and cheese.  Because, you know, you probably would, too, if you had an (almost) eleven year old out there and if no one bothered to make sure you were okay.  It’s fucking cool, though.  It’s not like it’s anything out of the ordinary or anything.

Actually, wait, I lied.  I spent a good portion of the day asleep because why would I want to be awake for this shit?  Now I’m intending on getting shitfaced before I fall back into bed and prying myself away from the computer so I don’t keep putting up teary tweets and subjecting others to my hot mess.  Thank Christ for the internet, or else no one would have a place to document all of their darkest thoughts, amirite?

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  • someone you used to

    i'm really sorry… that sounds like a terrible day. :(

    • http://www.drunkenatheist.com drunkenatheist

      Thank you. Your comment wound up in my spam filters and I didn't see it until earlier today. If you happen to pop back onto this entry, it would be nice to know who this is so I could give you a proper (and less generic) thank you. Unfortunately, following hunches only seems to lead to stirring up more problems within each respective social circle.

      Thank you again, but there's no need to apologize. It certainly isn't your fault and likely occurred far before your time in my life.