You don't want to hear my case with God, or do you?
When I decided to get married, I requested someone--who willingly accepted. Everybody else, including the invisible god, was there either to witness, undermine, or just enjoy a drink and a cake. I remember having agreed with her on only 2 children, and sharing everything.
Today, a decade after, I'm forced to abide by everybody's fantasies--and especially God's--including having and raising as many children as "given."
Of course, I shouldn't worry because everything unrolls as planned, from the daily bread to the kids' marks in class. No room for saving, planning, or effort!
The kids? They must be baptised and follow the main stream dogmas, and I have next to nothing say on all this.
If anyone has seen or otherwise met this god, will you please tell him/her/it that I need a free life for the next few decades?
Oh uh! That sounds egoistic!
Will you please pass this information that, on the other hand, a few folks in his/her/its uniform are stealing in his/her/its name?
And if there be anyone with a similar experience, will you please share your story and/or drop me a piece of advice or an honest female cuddle that I've missed for half a decade?
Let me know if you'd like some details on any point I've mentioned. I'll be glad to talk to you, privately or in public as long as the most generous all giver provides me with enough electricity and connectivity--a serious problem in this part of the world.