Growing up, I never felt like I belonged.
Anywhere. Not because I was weird, or shy, or couldn’t make friends.
Nope. I had numerous friends as a kid and teen and young adult, because I was funny and loud and listened and adapted to any group I found myself in. People thought I belonged with them, they enjoyed my company and found my story fascinating.
But the truth is, I never did belong. I knew it – they didn’t.
Before I had kids, everyone told me that marriage + kids = HARD.
Little naïve me did an internal eye roll each time I heard this and thought to myself: how hard could it really be? I mean, we’d survived a couple of things in our marriage at that point, so why would kids upset the apple cart?
It turns out they were right of course, and having our two boys certainly did have an impact on our relationship.