u/TangerineDisastrous4

It's been over a year since I've seen or talked to my mother in law. My husband talk to her last week. He works for his stepdad and went to pick up his check. He said they talked a little bit, and then he told her that was all he had to say and wanted to leave it at that before things got too emotional. She is still on the same stance of oh, I'm too disabled. I can't take your kids overnight. And he told her once again, no one is asking you to you couldn't have come.And picked up your youngest grandson, once in the past two years, and come to take him to get ice cream. Even though she has with all this one taken him shopping, he goes over, stays over there, but maybe that's just because he's not my biological son. Me and her were such good friends.And she was such a great grandmother to my stepson, who is almost sixteen okay, and i've been raising since he was three. My youngest son, who is my biological, is four. Oh, and I also have a daughter that I think she's seen.Maybe three times I literally had to leave the hospital early instead of resting after giving birth to her.Because my mother in law had my son at her house and I couldn't trust her with him. There is a lot more to it, but anyways now my husband tells me we are going over to her house for the fourth of july party. Because his stepdad is hosting it.He works for his stepdad.His stepdad helps us out and his stepdad wants it.So he feels like he owes it to him. But I already know that his mom is gonna come up.And be like, oh, poor me, oh poor me, to my kids.I already know what she's gonna do. Oh, Granny misses you so much. Maybe cry because how big they are, but you know what, it's not on me.It's not in hurt and I don't want to sit there.I don't know if i'm gonna be able to sit there while she puts on a show and keep my mouth shut. Because as I'm sitting here and talking about it with the 4th of July for my husband and I'm like, yeah, the kids will have a lot of fun. But it will be hell for me.Because no one will help, just like always.And i'm disabled and these kids are out of control. And then he starts talking about how yeah, it would be nice. If someone would take our youngest son, just like they're taking our oldest son to stay for fireworks. And all that and then he goes, but no one well, and I said, no, no one well.And I started crying, and here I am bawling my eyes out, because everyone refuses to love my son, she refuses to love my son.My dad refuses to love my son.I hate them all. No no one has time for him, but me. My husband's always working. We have no family, no friends. It's been me and my son does pretty much. I say until I had his sister, he doesn't talk. He's not autistic. It's because he has no one other than me. Literally, no one I'm finally finally getting a mentor speech. Therapy, this summer and happiness house this fall.But if she thinks that this is an opening and to my and my kids' lives again, she is wrong.She is wrong.She clothes that door herself.I just locked it shut.

I just sent this text to my husband.

"I love them to death, but these kids are a goddamn nightmare"

Can you tell I have two toddlers?

Just curious for those of you that have done both. Which one do you like best and why? There are some things I like about Python that make it feel more clean and organized at times. While there are somethings in JavaScript I like more, it feels more modular than Python. I also very much love the snakeCase, I was never a huge fan of the underscores for Python.

When I was 17 years old (I'm 31 now) I had a miscarriage. I didn't know what was happening I was scared, so I called my mom into the bathroom shaking and crying, not even thinking. Worst fucking mistake ever. She made me put it in a fucking freezer ziploc bag and put it in the door of the freezer. Told everyone and freaked out telling no one to touch it. Finally after MONTHS of opening the freezer and seeing that every time, she was in another room. I grabbed it, flushed it down the toilet and the bag in the trash, so she couldn't make me dig it out of the trash. (She definitely would have) Here I am all these years later. Three kids, a decade dead mom, a while different life. Yet I'm shaking and crying like that. I wish my memories of her had died with her.

Look at me using a couple prompts to AI and shelling out cash to publish by own book. I didn't even bother to read what the AI output because my prompts were so good no one will even notice if it's AI, especially if I lie about it. I am finally as great an author as George R.R. Martin! They'll definitely want to adapt my book into movies. The only thing is no one buys it and all the comments say the book cover looks like AI slop and I swear it's not true. I mean it was AI, and I said I made it myself, but it's definitely not slop. The whole thing is completely original.