“Work is a necessary evil to be avoided.” – Mark Twain
You know that saying about not judging someone until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes?
It’s particularly true of being a parent. And those shoes are sticky, sweaty, germ-infested sandals that go missing every time your kid decides to play dress-up.
See, when you aren’t a parent, the world is divided into two types of people: Good parents whose value is based on how cuddly and well-trained their kid is and bad parents, who you can spot five rows down at Target with their head in their hands as their kid screams for no apparent reason.
When you actually BECOME a parent, you realize being a good parent just means having the self control not to donate your child to Good Will:
This means maintaining a good sense of humor for at least 18 years.
Here, parents reveal the all-too-relatable idiosyncrasies of being a birth-giver.
We get lots of mixed signals as kids and often those mixed signals translate into a lot of self-doubt and insecurities when we become adults.
Our parents hammer into our impressionable minds that being different is good and that it is our unique personalities, traits, and even physical flaws that will make us better, happier, and more understanding members of society down the road.
Which ends up just being a load of bullshit, right? I mean, now that we’re all older, we’re still awkward and flawed. The only difference is now we don’t have our parents around to make us feel better about it. Unfortunately, we as a society place far too high value on looks over competence when we’re adults.
And those quirky personality traits our parents so loved about us…the ones they encouraged us to celebrate and embrace? Yeah, those turned out to be not-so-cute when you’re 30 and being corralled into an office with a bunch of other people who seem to have their shit together. (Damn you, Tina, with your perfect legs and your degree from Harvard.)
It’s not that our parents were wrong; it’s that we are WAY too hard on ourselves. Jealousy and self-consciousness are two of the most useless yet most heart-felt emotions we as humans experience and it plays out in most aspects of our life. From our romantic relationships to how likely we are to pursue our passions, the strength with which jealousy or a desire to be different can have on our own psyche is self-sabotaging.
This cycle is particularly frustrating for someone like myself to witness, as I was born with a facial deformity that could have impaired me not just physically, but emotionally and mentally as well. Instead, I had a phenomenal support system and parents that – when they said I was beautiful and talented – I actually believed them. Not because I’m conceited or that I actually think I’m any more amazing than anyone else. I just decided I have two options in this short life: to accept who I am and make the most of my good qualities or spend what valuable time I have feeling sorry for myself. The second option didn’t seem like a good one, so I stuck with the first.
It’s not always easy. I have bad days like everyone else. I have brushes with envy and self-hatred and frustration that I don’t look like Olivia Wilde. But then I remember that, to someone out there, maybe I’m their Olivia Wilde and then things don’t seem so helpless.
… Which is the exact message of this woman with Cerebral Palsy, who is not only beautiful, articulate, and strong, but DAMN is she funny.
Crossing The Line
We all do dumb stuff but some of these are so outlandish we wonder if it’s break-up worthy? Watch here and tell us what do you think