elf is frozen 🧝🏻‍♀️

Every day I think about it, it's the only thing I truly want. I don't care about anything else but to become a mom and I hate it. Every single day it's occupying my thoughts and I feel like it's driving me insane.

It doesn't help either when people on this app look down on you for wanting these thing or will shame you as being some kind of subservient slave to a man when all I want in life is to build a happy family and grow old with him and watch our children grow up and do the same

This app makes me feel like I'm some weirdo abnormal for wanting the number of kids I want Women now get to make well paying careers without having to worry about caring about a little one And yet I'm always feeling like I'm the odd one out because of what I want

It makes me doubt myself and makes me feel like I'm not doing the right thing by wanting 3 or 5 kids. And it hurts so much when people say I'm not real. I will post a fucking picture of myself holding up my birth certificate and it still won't convince you people that I exist

I had a dream a few days ago of the guy that I like and we had a child of our own. And that baby said his name and it felt so real and then I woke up and I was alone again I am in love with him but he's so far away from me that I'm afraid I can never have that life with him

Most days I will he playing a game and catch myself rubbing my stomach and having empty thoughts and that's obviously very weird What kind of normal woman just unconsciously rubs their stomach like it's just another thing people do

Every night I scream into my pillow asking why I'm like this or feel like I'm just yelling into the void Yeah I want to make as many babies as I physically possibly can wow I'm so fucking weird right boo fucking hoo

Everytime I see my nieces and nephews it's makes me so happy and so sad that I'll never have that same Even after my sister found my Twitter she pulled me to the side one day and said she noticed how strongly I feel about kids. She said I I'm like a second mom to them