Sometimes being a single mom with teenagers is by far the most frustrating thing imaginable. Sometimes being the safe parent that your child takes out his frustration on is a blessing. Let me explain a very wise friend of mine explained early on that my children attack me verbally because I am safe, they know I am not going anywhere. Yes they might act happier around their other parent but deep down they are not sure if he will always be there.
So while I would love for my children to always be happy around me and pretend I am the coolest parent, I think it is a blessings to be in the position I am in. Frustration is an emotion I constantly struggle with and always have, as a little baby I was told I would get so mad because I couldn't do something. But I think frustration did become a blessing late in my marriage, if not for my frustration with my ex I would have never left. Frustration is a sense I have become keenly aware if I get frustrated with a relationship I know its time is limited.
