It’s Always Mom Did the Heavy Lifting
Growing up, it always felt like my mom raised me and my dad helped.
My mom knew everything. School schedules. Doctor appointments. What I was scared of. What I needed emotionally. She carried the mental load without calling it that.
My dad wasn’t absent. He was there. But it felt optional. Like parenting was something he assisted with, not something he owned.
As a kid, I didn’t question it. As an adult, I see it clearly. And I’m still figuring out how it shaped the way I see relationships, responsibility, and care.
I don’t feel angry. Just a little sad that this dynamic was treated as normal.
Did anyone else grow up feeling this way? And how do you think it affected you later in life?























































































Nopes i don’t feel that way. My grandma raised me and both my parents helped because they are both doctors and were always at work.