I had to go to New York in July, so I got a lot of reading done then. After I got back something told me that I needed to pick up Eat Pray Love.
The first chapter brought me to tears. The author was crying, not wanting to be married anymore. She thought she was broken. She was 30, married, and should be wanting children.
I've been there. He never wanted children.. until his sister developed ovarian cancer. All of a sudden, he did. And I didn't.
But I'm a woman. Shouldn't I want children? Shouldn't I want to be a mom? I don't. I feel like I may be broken somehow. Maybe this is why I can't get a job... maybe this is why I feel like I'm falling apart... because I'm fundamentally broken.
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