Now we are going to the embankment, and in this place the descent for strollers is quite steep and long. We walk down it because my back hurts and I avoid the steps. A family is coming down the hill to meet us: parents and a stroller with a baby. The stroller is so big, the cradle is obviously heavy. The woman already crouched down and grouped herself slightly to push the stroller up (and these are the muscles of the back and abdomen working, it is unlikely that this is useful after childbirth. It would have been difficult for me with my back there, but a new person wouldn’t get out of me). Dad follows her with completely empty hands, no bags, nothing, listening to some kind of voice message on the phone. He’s doing well, walking, sunbathing, lying down.
I almost fucked him up with a cry of “help your wife, you shameless one, don’t you see how hard it is for her!”, but I was afraid that I would wake the baby.
โฆI was once accused of hating men. Let’s not confuse the general with the particular) I don’t feel class hatred for men, but I condemn them as much as possible. And I think that it is necessary to condemn such behavior often and publicly, even if they change out of a sense of shame. Uhh, it’s already a mess.