“We love you”.

My father REALLY enjoyed physically and emotionally us (myself and two younger siblings). The best part being that my sister was already quite messed up from her pre adoption life since she was found starving, dying of exposure and having signs of horrendous physical abuse. “Get the shoe” was my favorite game… if either of us made the mistake of a shoe that wasn’t hard enough to bruise badly, things would go much worse for us.

My mother was a cold narcissist. Well regarded biochemist who didn’t believe in western medicine and was convinced she was a psychic healer. So instead of surgery for a severe TBI at 7 with a significant swelling AND a few rounds of seizures, I was given spinach smoothies and good vibes. My head still hurts. She also had to top me on ANY success, so that helped.

She had a massive stroke in 2022 probably due to knowing better than doctors how to deal with both high blood pressure and VERY high cholesterol. Then died late last year from the flu, most likely refusing to get vaccinated as you do when you’re already in a compromised state.

I shrugged.

My father is in very poor shape, also partly due to her being in charge of his health care after two devastating tropical diseases (yellow fever then dengue), both followed by walking pneumonia. Then later two “stroke like events” that both require hospitalization.

I expect another shrug coming soon.

I don’t think I’m a monster. But having let go of my hatred for these two “parents” left me with nothing but apathy for them.

I just wanted to share that I’ve been reading “Lies My Teacher Told Me” and it’s really good!

Women are intellectually, emotionally, and physically inferior to men. That one sort of backfired on him because his daughters worked to disprove that bullshit and don’t have relationships with him but his son barely graduated high school and hasn’t worked ever and lives at home at 40. He’s in for a rude awakening when they die because I’m not taking care of lazy men. He’ll die without a caretaker.

I had a neon green batman T-shirt that I loved and my mum didn’t (5 years old) when a bunch of our bags got stolen during a move she lied and said it was in a stolen bag then threw it away 😂

Hard work will always lead to success, which is why anyone can be president.

Some really solid teachers in high school were able to cover why that was bullshit just by proper framing of the material.

With liberty and and justice for all.

used to take me church twice a week, so there is that

I was told if you hit a girl you can make it so she can never have kids.

Like if you hit her any type of way. Punch in the arm, slap in the face, kick to the back of the knee…

Of course you should never hit anyone. But I was told this in elementary school and I can’t imagine a hit to the lower abdomen by a boy her age causing that kind of damage to the uterus or ovaries.

Conversely girls that age are taught it’s okay to hit or kick a boy in the balls. Which doesn’t cause sterility.

Things can only get better.

You have to have a college degree or you will be poor and struggling your whole life.

I was little and going through that “ask an unending stream of questions to figure out how the world works / determine the limits of your parent’s patience” phase. At one point during this my mother, who had up until this point used this as an opportuinty to teach me how to research things and overall handled it with grace, began to hit her limit. And so one fine morning when I had perkily jammed myself underneath the toilet in a way thar startled the living daylights out of her when she came in asked her how toilets worked, she said in great exasperation “toilet gnomes, and you shouldn’t be down there bothering them”. This of course made perfect sense to me - someone had to crew the little boat, and humans would never fit in there.

I maintain to this day that it was an act of class solidarity that I shouldn’t be mocked for when, several days later, she found me pooping in the yard because I “didn’t want the gnomes to work too hard”.

We are the good guys.

My parents told me they put our cat up for adoption (it was a feral cat that only liked me) after I left home for university. My brother later accidentally let it slip they had the cat put down. I’ve never really forgiven them for that.

The classic “if you eat watermelon seeds, one will grow in your stomach.”

“I will love you no matter what”

That changed real fuckin fast when i came out as trans