“Not long ago (read: last week), I couldn’t even go to the bathroom without my kids following. They still need me to fall asleep, go to school, interpret the world, cut it up into small, digestible bites, and spoon-feed it to them before seven-fifteen am each morning. We have a short hand, a long hand, and a second language that Jason still luckily doesn’t understand. But these baby remoras, these emotional vampires- the most emotionally high-maintenance men I’ve ever dated are growing up. And eventually, I will lose them,” she wrote.

Jenny later detailed her reaction to her eldest son texting with a girl. “[She] was twelve, but I could already tell my brand of toxic. She was bossing him around and using big words, and he was utterly spun. I complained to Jason that I wanted to intervene before he got hurt and that she wasn’t even hotter than me,” she wrote.