Child Support

Remember I love. Remember what I told you. Why are you not listening? How come you don’t remember.

What the fuck did I say? What the fuck did I tell you? You aint a baby no more. You gotta figure this shit out?

Whats wrong?

Remember what I told you. Are you listening? Remember I love you. You remember right?

How do people handle and survive anxiety or depression, especially if you have kids? Without saying “stop being a bitch. What the fuck is wrong with you? Or thinking everyone is retarded. I know they say spread the word to end the word, but sometimes people who don’t have special needs act like they do and sometimes your only choice is to let your hands fly or that word.

I know people say, you always have a choice. But that’s not always how depression or anxiety works. It sneaks up on you like a sore pimple or body odor. 

And parents wonder where and what mistake they made besides becoming one.  Warning! Remember, if you love your kids, don’t tell them this. It might produce a star that zooms across memories and news screens for making flesh fall limp and lifeless.

Aww cut it out. We love our kids, but we don’t always like them. Kids don’t always like their parents either. In fact. Who spends more time disliking? Acting like discipline, chores and the word no is murderous and hateful to their freedumb.

It just makes You wanna leave or abandon the one you're with.

Remember I love you.

Remember to remember you love me.

Stop being a little bitch. Leaking like a pussy. Or a thirsty dick. But it’s the pussies that leak and keep going. Dicks need rest. They tap out. So, who's really the bitch. Not me, cause I make pussies tap out.

And if you feel like this and can’t tell yourself the truth, you might need a professional with a degree. Remember what I told you.

Psychologists see their own, to shrink what they don’t want to see or think and expand what you want.

Remember we need to try and meet the kids at their level. It’s hard because when they tell you they have suicidal thoughts, parents always forget to remember when we had those same feelings, from that crush or love that rejected or dumped us.

Shit… Even current money or job problems make us wanna leave and advance with the ones lying to themselves. Pretending everything is under control while they hand you their issues right after they encourage you and remind you they love you.

That embarrassment and pressing feeling of being alone, while surrounded by people going through problems that attract and disgust the same people. With lies that bring belief until truth sounds off.

So now you’re handling their problems better than your own. A Debt you won’t recover, A lasting setback. Stroking egos to be friends with people who don’t care enough to check your pulse from their overdose.  

You never want to make your kids feel like its completely normal to have depressing, hurtful, suicidal thoughts but truth is, it haunts Adults especially who don’t get the sympathy of celebrities or children.

We gotta remember, were supposed to help and support without court mandates or too late death bed gatherings and prayers. The best way to do that is to be honest about the times we (Adults) didn’t figure it out which for a-lot of us is our entire lives.

We need to listen without interrupting, judging, or injecting our own sob stories as if the child is our therapist and we catch them off guard for approval and acceptance. You gotta Allow your child to come to you for help without sinking them deeper into the life their asking for help to avoid.

Transcript from my upcoming podcast “The Tabernacle”