The problems we face are massive, they are legion, and they are deeply complex. Creating sustainable change requires acknowledging when, where, and how we’ve been complicit in the past and it usually requires us losing something in the future - power, money, status, safety.
It’s much more simple to put a sign on the lawn. Or a magnet on the fridge. To buy a t-shirt. Or donate to a cause. It feels good. It feels like we’ve done something and like we’ve shown our children who we are.
There is no doubt in my mind that we need more than one revolution to create a world that is worthy of our children. Looking around at the world through their eyes sometimes I can see only what’s wrong, what’s broken, what I don’t want for them. I see massive systemic issues that affect us on global, national, regional, and local scales. It’s overwhelming - and yet I have two small people who are looking to me to make things right for them.
The financial load, the physical, the cultural, the emotional, and the mental - they all add up to the MOTHERLOAD.
Normal is how we got here in the first place. Normal always, ALWAYS left other mothers out. Normal consigned other mothers to the isolation that we’ve all experienced this year.
“You seem really upset. How can I help?”
It was a genuine question that came from a place of love and concern. And I totally lost my shit.
“I DON’T WANT YOUR HELP. I DON’T NEED A DAMN ASSISTANT!”, I screamed at Adam a few years ago and stomped away, sobbing. I’d hit the wall, hard.
I get SO tired of seeing and hearing women tell other women that “balance in motherhood is a myth”.
