Lock down had its ups and downs for me, but I still have some sort of hate/PTSD from all the evil shit that came out. Ever heard the phrase, “the banality of evil”? I found out hard and fast just how many of my countrymen were banal. And I cheered every denier and anti-vaxxer choking to death on their own goddamned lungs. And BTW, they killed my mother.
See this is what I’m talking about. Sorry about your moms. I lost my dad as well. But he was an antivaxxer, a Trump supporter, and annoyingly narcissistic, so he got what he deserved.
(Still miss him though. He was the only person who understood me, despite our opposing political beliefs. Not even my mom gets me.)
A person’s parents occupy a special place in their world, no matter the parent’s beliefs or actions. Maternal grandparents raised me, didn’t meet my dad until I was 20.
Dad was raised poor white-trash in a drunken, violent home. I was raised like a girl in a 50s-style sitcom house. I was already very much like dad when I met him. Wish mom and I had spent more time, but we’re both self-absorbed assholes so we missed out a bit.
Lock down had its ups and downs for me, but I still have some sort of hate/PTSD from all the evil shit that came out. Ever heard the phrase, “the banality of evil”? I found out hard and fast just how many of my countrymen were banal. And I cheered every denier and anti-vaxxer choking to death on their own goddamned lungs. And BTW, they killed my mother.
See this is what I’m talking about. Sorry about your moms. I lost my dad as well. But he was an antivaxxer, a Trump supporter, and annoyingly narcissistic, so he got what he deserved.
(Still miss him though. He was the only person who understood me, despite our opposing political beliefs. Not even my mom gets me.)
A person’s parents occupy a special place in their world, no matter the parent’s beliefs or actions. Maternal grandparents raised me, didn’t meet my dad until I was 20.
Dad was raised poor white-trash in a drunken, violent home. I was raised like a girl in a 50s-style sitcom house. I was already very much like dad when I met him. Wish mom and I had spent more time, but we’re both self-absorbed assholes so we missed out a bit.