Not like you

Take out the trash, wash the dishes, make your bed, fold, and put away your clothes. Every day do this, do that, always doing something. When I get older, I will not be like you. I will not be the parent you are, the spouse, or the employee. I will not be like you. My children will be loved, they will not be slaves like I am to you. All you have to say is your claim to be helping me, by making me do these things. If you really wanted to do something for me, you would let me play my video games as I please. There is no pleasing you. I don’t care what you say. Work, work, and more work, barely any time to play. You will appreciate all these things one day, over and over your favorite words to say. Now I am grown and out on my own doing exactly what I want, not being like you. Acquiring a job seems difficult, I wonder if it has anything to do with not finishing school. I remember you giving me a very hard time over my grades. You are only hurting yourself. When I dropped out of school, those very words are embedded in my mind to this day. Minimum wages are the most anyone will pay. I have my own home I am very happy to say. Thanks to our government that is paying well over half of our house note. Our cabinets and refrigerator are full of groceries too, I have a food credit card, so I stock up on the food I love to eat, not like you. We have cookies, cakes, and ice cream too. Lots of pizza and frozen dinners, we rarely ever need to use our stove. Not like you, cooking every day, two or three times a day, all we need is a microwave. My child is growing up so fast and is so much help. Helping with all the chores while I catch up on my rest. Someone called child protection and filed a complaint, so they came to investigate us. I wonder if it was you, jealous because I’m not like you. They gave me a week to get our home cleaned up, clothes washed and put away, healthy food purchased and prepared. They said the complaint was filed from school because our child smelled unclean and was always so tired. I’m sure you are happy now. If I wish to keep my child and government assistance, I will have to do the one thing I disliked the most, I will have to be just like you.

Simply my thoughts

Dean Butler

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