Last week I met a women at school pick up, I had seen her around but never spoken to her. We were both early and had littlies playing in the playground, I introduced myself.
She burst into tears.
Lets called her Alex. Alex isn't from here. Originally she's from interstate and some days she just doesn't have anyone to talk to.
She was upset because her husband is being a knob. They haven't been getting on and now he's given her the silent treatment for a whole week.
Doors are being slammed, passing his keys to her he snatches them, couches are being slept on. The usual.
I know how that feels, god I know. In a shittier time I have gone weeks without hearing a word from Bill, I’ll never forget the feeling of sitting on my bed, pregnant with twins, weighed down by the 2 kids pulling at me, while he got all dressed up to go somewhere and didn't even tell me where he was going, disregarding me like a piece of shit. The silent treatment is a really shitty form of control.
Of course there are 2 sides to every story, somedays Im a monster to live with and no doubt Alex can be to, but her husband isn't the one who cried in my arms last week, so his story isn't mine to know.
What is Alex supposed to do? She told me she wants to leave, she said she has nowhere to go and would feel silly going to a womens refuge because her husband is giving her the silent treatment.
She told him to leave, he said no, he said “its my house, you leave” Alex cant afford a hotel and she has no family here.
Its horrible when the bread winner does this. Alex worked before she had kids, she had a supportive family before she moved to Perth for his family. The sacrifices you make for your children should ever be used to control you, but they always seem to be.
When you have a child you can fuck the word “mine” out the window. Everything is ours. Everything.
So of course I told Alex that her and her children are staying at my house. Sometimes the only way to solve a problems is a sleepover.
Alex told me she would never burden me like that, I said “Burden? Im not cooking or cleaning for you!! Lets get Indian take away and let the kids stay up all night watching movies, it will be fun.”
My friends taught me this kind of kindness. When my life was falling apart, they all made room for me.
I only have a 3 bedroom house and 6 of us live there. But there is always space.
Women need to make room for women in their homes, its a necessity.
Alex never ended up having a sleepover with me, she went home, packed her bags and told her husband that she's not putting up with his silent treatment anymore, having an option gave her strength. This apparently snapped him out of his silent state and they both broke down the barriers that were preventing a breakthrough with the argument.
She called me, sounded like that grey cloud of anxiousness had left her and even though I had been looking forward to the look on Bills face when he came home to yet another women and children commune I was happy for her.
Of course their problems are deep and I don't claim to know how to fix them. What I can do is give her an option, a place to feel welcome, because nobody deserves to feel stuck between a rock and the silent treatment.
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The person/people who let the scum bag nut job who ran down innocent people in Melbourne yesterday out on bail, YOU HAVE THE BLOOD OF THESE PEOPLE ON YOUR HANDS!! This arsewipe should NEVER EVER have been back on the streets!! FOOT NOTE...he was already out on bail for other crimes and was being watched by VicPol!!!
Gentle and soft and kind are some of the manliest things you will ever be.
Before judging a women's body remember the one that you came out of, the body that brought amazing little you into this world. That body is half of you, unrealistic expectations will only make you unhappy.
Stay close to the ocean.
One day your best friend will fall in love. Don't be a dickhead about it, readjust, get a dog, learn to cook. Encouraging adultery or benders or lies is inevitably encouraging unhappiness.
When I was young they taught their boys to never hit women. As a girl I grew up knowing that if a boy hit me it was wrong. We know better now, we know that all violence is wrong. You see strangely enough teaching boys to not hit girls didn't work, when we raise violet men they will eventually take to anyone, girls, men, puppies, even themselves. Don't be violent, it isn't tolerated anymore, not towards women and not towards men.
Think twice before you shag. A certain level of respect must be shared between 2 people who shag. Would you buy her breaky in the morning? And will you answer her calls? If the answer is no, go home and have a wank.
Tell your mates you love them, hug them, get drunk with them, support them, tell them your fears and let them comfort you.
Stay off Tinder, getting rejected and accepted in the flesh teaches you how to love. Unless your mature or divorced, then fuck it go on Tinder, have a bit of fun.
When you have a baby your going to do so many annoying things. Tell wifey I'll be there for her, even when she can't stand the look of you I'll still be there. And don't take 4 hours to shit, women can push out babies quicker then that.
Be the good guy, he might finish last but the secret is that true contentment is the prize reserved for last place.
Check your substance abuse, if it's costing you more then money it's classified as a problem. Talk about it.
Don't you ever forget who's son you are, when I'm angry, when I'm sad, when I'm old and even when I'm dead, I am your mum and I wholeheartedly love even your most unlovable qualities.