People’s kids, especially toddlers/babies. Like, I’m so sorry but I literally could not give any less fucks. Even those I consider family, I’m like tolerant of but I don’t want to sit and have a whole ass conversation about what your kid did at daycare. Talk to me when they’re older and doing actual cool shit.
As someone with a three and a half year old who goes to daycare, who sometimes does finger-painting, or sings songs, and tells stories about being pushed by this girl named Farron, all I can say is haha I fucking got you, you read about my kids day and now yours is ruined lolololol.

Oh god this.

I’m sure parenting a young child feels really isolating. But YOU chose to isolate yourself. I didn’t.

I think one very scary thing to admit is when a mother has this feeling towards their baby. Sometimes, the movie magic just doesn’t hit; and it feels like an annoying, parasitic burden rather than a precious living human.

But to be in any way vocal about it makes one seem like a horrible or evil mother, and could lead to intense ostracization.

Even worse is a friend of mine who doesn’t even have kids but tells me all about her multiple sisters’ kids!