My condolences to their son. Full thread if you want to feel bad for their children: https://twitter.com/herong/status/1515846706394501123?s=21
My condolences to their son. Full thread if you want to feel bad for their children: https://twitter.com/herong/status/1515846706394501123?s=21
Parenting is when you resent showing basic human empathy for their children.
Like fucking hell, my parents were a mess at times but I never doubted they loved and supported me.
EDIT: Not saying all parents are like mine of course, I know many people who have killed for parents that rose to the level of "well intentioned mess"
I did and it sucked big time. I'm all kinds of fucked as an adult.
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It has made my relationship with adult male authority figures... complicated. As an autistic person, I already have a lot of trouble breaking out of routines, but I've been at a job I hate for years and I know that a part of the reason I haven't quit is an addiction to my boss's approval. He is an obvious surrogate for my narcissistic dad and the worst part is that I can see the brainworms doing their thing in real-time. I have to constantly remind myself that I have value apart from the way these people view me, and I hate it.
I don't want to care what my boss or my dad or any other man thinks about me, but goddamn is it a challenge.
My mom told me I was a mooch for accepting sweet, sweet FAFSA money totaling like $1500 a year when I went back to school. This same woman filed for bankruptcy years ago but made sure she maxed out her credit cards buying scuba gear and kitchenware.
When I turned 18, my mom got me a birthday cake with the words "CONGRATULATIONS GRADUATE, NOW GET THE FUCK OUT" on it and gave me a cheap luggage set. Like, OK, yeah, it's a tongue-in-cheek joke, I get it, yadda yadda, but you can't pull that shit after spending my whole life being a distant narcissist flake and not expect me to find it in really shitty taste.
It took until my mid 20s before I realized that people weren't just constantly trash-talking assholes to one another by default, and I'm still deprogramming myself because I don't want my kid to come out as some kind of earthly avatar of an ancient Sumerian sarcasm deity.
Mine moved in with her new boyfriend and I spent about 6 months couch hopping or sometimes sleeping under a bush because the job I was working didn't pay nearly enough to get an apartment and my car had broken down.