I have some problem's related and unrelated to my flock. I think with the way I feel so scatter brained I should just go down a list.
First... My flock was an exciting and well thought out decision. I went into this project fully aware of the work they would take and the Money. I knew that with our income we could swing their care and I knew I was capable with my DH's help to make my own pen and coop. He of course agreed and we went forward. What I did not foresee was the judgment I have experienced against us (when I say us I mean me) because of our choice to keep the chicken's. Not only are we considered trashy or low class now but my DH has made the entire process go from a fun adventure to a really poopy experience. I could go on and on about the positives and trendyness of keeping chicken's... How it's helping my environment, my health, and that I am providing a better life for my chickens. I could explain that if someone were even remotely interested in hearing it. I could tell them all about how people that are making strides to go "green" are considering or all ready keeping chicken's. But it has fallen on deaf ears. No matter what I say or do I am not going to avoid the stigma of "wet back" or "crazy".
Second... The DH has been a complete JERK. He knew we were planning on making the pen this past Saturday and he griped and complained about having to do it the entire time. Then after that was done he felt it was his job to be rude and mean spirited to me in front of his sister and our close family friend. I am SICK of being told how terrible I am to him because I expect him to help when for almost 3 years I have healt a steady job that has provided for him and his son even when he is out of work. I'm tired of his constant disrespectful attitude and blatant rudeness. Every day I come home after working 10 hours to an unwelcome home, to the feeling that I am not wanted and just a problem. Every day I think more and more "It would be so much easier if it was just me and my dog".
Third... and possibly the biggest stress-or going on right now... I have a step son that has been kept out of his father's life for the first 5 years. When I came into Eddie's life his son soon followed into the picture. It has been a huge adjustment for all of us. This child was not given a structured environment he was allowed to treat his mother more like a slave than a person to be respected. Now he comes to my house and treats me like I am his equal, like I should be told what to do and how to do it by a 6 y/o. And when I correct him or even venture to demand the respect I deserve as an adult, even basic thing's like please and thank you or "no you can not have a hand ful of marshmallows minutes before dinner" His father jumps down my throat with that very tired saying "He's MY son, your not his parent". Well what do you expect from me when there is not ONE person willing to correct this kid? When your not willing to parent him. Too absorbed in your video games and all important ... oh yah there is nothing else going on in your life.... This kid is a good kid. He has a sweet temperament, but he is spoiled rotten and is headed for a rude awakening when real life slaps him in the face. He is totally stunted. His mother smother's him as if he was a 2 year old and had tossed him in the center of her new druggie / abusive relationship with a well known conartist. We have tried to help in that situation but she has finally lost her home and is moving in with her father. At least there this child will have some sort of stability. I'm so tired of carrying this all pent up. I can't talk to any one about it, I can't go any where to cool my heels, I can't even take time off work to give myself a break to rejuvenate. I love my partner, I love his son... I hate being treated like his depression is ment to be taken out on me, I hate feeling like I am expected to help take care of this child but I don't have the right to even correct him when he is purposely disrespecting me.
All I can think now is... my life was so much simpler, boring and lonely but stress free and simple when I was alone.
First... My flock was an exciting and well thought out decision. I went into this project fully aware of the work they would take and the Money. I knew that with our income we could swing their care and I knew I was capable with my DH's help to make my own pen and coop. He of course agreed and we went forward. What I did not foresee was the judgment I have experienced against us (when I say us I mean me) because of our choice to keep the chicken's. Not only are we considered trashy or low class now but my DH has made the entire process go from a fun adventure to a really poopy experience. I could go on and on about the positives and trendyness of keeping chicken's... How it's helping my environment, my health, and that I am providing a better life for my chickens. I could explain that if someone were even remotely interested in hearing it. I could tell them all about how people that are making strides to go "green" are considering or all ready keeping chicken's. But it has fallen on deaf ears. No matter what I say or do I am not going to avoid the stigma of "wet back" or "crazy".
Second... The DH has been a complete JERK. He knew we were planning on making the pen this past Saturday and he griped and complained about having to do it the entire time. Then after that was done he felt it was his job to be rude and mean spirited to me in front of his sister and our close family friend. I am SICK of being told how terrible I am to him because I expect him to help when for almost 3 years I have healt a steady job that has provided for him and his son even when he is out of work. I'm tired of his constant disrespectful attitude and blatant rudeness. Every day I come home after working 10 hours to an unwelcome home, to the feeling that I am not wanted and just a problem. Every day I think more and more "It would be so much easier if it was just me and my dog".
Third... and possibly the biggest stress-or going on right now... I have a step son that has been kept out of his father's life for the first 5 years. When I came into Eddie's life his son soon followed into the picture. It has been a huge adjustment for all of us. This child was not given a structured environment he was allowed to treat his mother more like a slave than a person to be respected. Now he comes to my house and treats me like I am his equal, like I should be told what to do and how to do it by a 6 y/o. And when I correct him or even venture to demand the respect I deserve as an adult, even basic thing's like please and thank you or "no you can not have a hand ful of marshmallows minutes before dinner" His father jumps down my throat with that very tired saying "He's MY son, your not his parent". Well what do you expect from me when there is not ONE person willing to correct this kid? When your not willing to parent him. Too absorbed in your video games and all important ... oh yah there is nothing else going on in your life.... This kid is a good kid. He has a sweet temperament, but he is spoiled rotten and is headed for a rude awakening when real life slaps him in the face. He is totally stunted. His mother smother's him as if he was a 2 year old and had tossed him in the center of her new druggie / abusive relationship with a well known conartist. We have tried to help in that situation but she has finally lost her home and is moving in with her father. At least there this child will have some sort of stability. I'm so tired of carrying this all pent up. I can't talk to any one about it, I can't go any where to cool my heels, I can't even take time off work to give myself a break to rejuvenate. I love my partner, I love his son... I hate being treated like his depression is ment to be taken out on me, I hate feeling like I am expected to help take care of this child but I don't have the right to even correct him when he is purposely disrespecting me.
All I can think now is... my life was so much simpler, boring and lonely but stress free and simple when I was alone.
