Single Parent Confession

So today is apparently National Single Parent's Day. If there is anything that makes me as proud as being a mum, it's how far I've come and how well I've done on my own (if I do say so myself 💁‍♀️).

 I have to say though, if there is one thing that drives me insane, it's the constant "oh you'll find someone nice soon", "any man would be lucky to have you" and "don't you want another baby?". News flash: single parent doesn't mean sad parent. Honestly, I can't think of much worse than a relationship right now.

 I've got rid of over ten grand's worth of debt whilst working part time, studying, running a house and raising a toddler alone. No one can impress me with hot tubs, presents, trips away. If I want that, I'll get it myself. I could not give a shit what he does for a living (I'd draw the line at a drug dealer or a pimp, obviously), as long as he works hard and has ambitions, whether that's climbing a mountain or simply providing for a family. I don't need looking after. Financially or otherwise. That's the thing. I don't need anyone. I have the most amazing family and friends, who support me, love me and make me cry with laughter every single day, a beautiful little ball of sass for a daughter, a lovely home in a nice area, a job that I love, a degree that I'm smashing, go on lovely holidays... I've got all of that despite the best efforts of a man making it his life goal to tear me down and ruin me as a person. My life is just starting. Im not about to let someone walk on in and get in the way of that. I'm finally starting to live my life on my own terms without walking on egg shells, looking over my shoulder or living in fear of what could possibly happen next. What I might do wrong next. I'm enjoying that.

So, happy single parents day to all the single mum's and dad's, whether you're happily going it alone or not. You're killing it.