Unpopular opinion: My kids aren’t my why

Years ago, I was holding my firstborn in my arms when a friend turned to me and said:

“I do it all for her.”

And something in me tensed.

Because I didn’t feel that way.

Don’t get me wrong, there are no two people I want to be my best for more than our two kids.

But they’re not the reason I do what I do.

I do it because I have to.

Because there’s a fire in me that won’t go out.

Because there are transmissions that pour through me, and demand to be shared.

I do it because it makes me feel so f*cking alive.

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