Being a Single Parent Isn’t What People Think It Is
People talk about single parenting like it’s one thing. Like there’s one experience, one story, one emotional state that fits everyone. It’s either painted as heroic and inspiring or sad and overwhelming. Most days, it’s neither of those things. It’s just... normal life, but louder and more tiring. I’ve seen this up close in my own family. Single parenting isn’t always dramatic. A lot of it is quiet. It’s making decisions alone. It’s being the only adult in the room when something goes wrong. It’s doing bedtime and mornings and sick days without tapping someone else in when you’re exhausted. What people don’t really see is the mental load. The constant thinking ahead. If I get sick, what happens? If something breaks, who handles it? If my child is struggling, who do I talk it through with at midnight? Those thoughts don’t announce themselves. They just sit there, quietly taking up space. There’s also this weird pressure to “do it all perfectly.” Single parents hear that phrase ...