all my friends and Facebook feeds are telling me to "Look for the bright side!" "Choose Joy" and "Find your Happy Place!" but here's the deal: I don't WANT to be happy right now. In fact, I'd rather be crabby.
I wish I was one of those women who could walk around basking in the loveliness that can be pregnancy, glowing from within from the absolutely astonishing life-creating powers I possess, beaming with the pride of collective maternal contentment. But I'm not. And that's OK.
Good listening seeks to understand, but it is not always silent, and it does not automatically dismiss accountability. As a result, it is decidedly not what some people are looking for: a toxic dump site.