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2021-10-27 1:32:39 AM  
Unfortunately dad was not subtle. I knew what was coming was going to be painful.
 
2021-10-27 1:39:25 AM  
They figured out I was ditching and called the school and narced
Got me a detention and a lot of concerned talking at
Now look at me!
 
2021-10-27 3:05:53 AM  
finishing dinner. Choking down cold potatoes created an aversion to whiskey.
 
2021-10-27 3:42:38 AM  
My dad threw me in a lake to teach me to swim.  Didn't work, surprisingly.  I was 3 or 4.  Learned to swim when I was 12.
 
2021-10-27 4:44:30 AM  
Let's see.  My childhood.  College.  Marriage.  Nearly every job I've had.  Lots of wins in the monkey ledger.
 
2021-10-27 4:45:14 AM  
My parents relentlessly teased me about any girls I was interested in while growing up. Girl across the street, random girls in the mall, everyone.
It does not sound like much but it was a lot and it taught me not to trust or open up to them ever. They were also quite racist.
I remember being on this really interesting lift/outdoor elevator heading up the side of this mountain in WA (I wish I remember where it was, some hydro electric project) and there was a Japanese girl my age on the other side of it. I was maybe 13 or so and her and I briefly made eye contact and smiled. Nothing serious.  I was teased about "Ling-Ling" my "Asian delight" for weeks after that.
When I got married I told them about the wedding a week prior. Then I uninvited them from it when my mom started getting power crazy.
Then I never talked to them again. It's been since 2009.
They look like the perfect family from the outside.  My abuse was largely emotional with my mom making up lies about me to spool my dad up and my dad too stupid to see the truth. It was an isolating childhood because it spilled over to my school life also. I never trusted people or I trusted the wrong ones way too much.
It's taken decades of therapy and learning the hard way in relationships to become the functional partner I am now and I'm still scared to really open up to someone.
That said it's given me a very patient and forgiving perspective with the issues my partners may have. I'm pretty chill with nearly any issue and always make sure to validate anything they're concerned about, even if I can't fathom it at the moment.  This does not mean I'm a sucker, I just really care about context.
Most of my issues with suicide and self harm come from the way I was raised and the isolation I felt.  For a while in my late teens I was worried I was a sociopath or some other kind of emotionally void or damaged person. Took me a long long time to kinda understand I'm not the problem here.

My advice to anyone in this situation is to not be afraid to walk away from your family.  Toxic is toxic even if they share your genes and I see so often people going through the emotional wringer for family members who clearly don't value or respect them.  There is nobody on my side of the family I talk with anymore. My father was more or less the BBQ family patriarch and the family is in lock step with him.
That's okay I guess. Maybe I'll try contact again if my mom dies first.

Good times.
 
2021-10-27 5:18:37 AM  
All our mom's favorite pictures of my brother and me were of us crying, because they made her laugh the hardest.

Our dad once took off his belt because my brother and I were too frightened to smile for a photo.  Like that helped.

Our parents are dead now.  That does help.

Neither my brother nor I married or had kids.  My brother lives with me now; I support him.  He takes a shoebox of prescription meds daily.  He sits and shakes and stares at the TV.  Sometimes I hide his guns when he's going through an especially rough patch.
 
2021-10-27 5:24:36 AM  

omg bbq: My parents relentlessly teased me about any girls I was interested in while growing up. Girl across the street, random girls in the mall, everyone.
It does not sound like much but it was a lot and it taught me not to trust or open up to them ever. They were also quite racist.
I remember being on this really interesting lift/outdoor elevator heading up the side of this mountain in WA (I wish I remember where it was, some hydro electric project) and there was a Japanese girl my age on the other side of it. I was maybe 13 or so and her and I briefly made eye contact and smiled. Nothing serious.  I was teased about "Ling-Ling" my "Asian delight" for weeks after that.
When I got married I told them about the wedding a week prior. Then I uninvited them from it when my mom started getting power crazy.
Then I never talked to them again. It's been since 2009.
They look like the perfect family from the outside.  My abuse was largely emotional with my mom making up lies about me to spool my dad up and my dad too stupid to see the truth. It was an isolating childhood because it spilled over to my school life also. I never trusted people or I trusted the wrong ones way too much.
It's taken decades of therapy and learning the hard way in relationships to become the functional partner I am now and I'm still scared to really open up to someone.
That said it's given me a very patient and forgiving perspective with the issues my partners may have. I'm pretty chill with nearly any issue and always make sure to validate anything they're concerned about, even if I can't fathom it at the moment.  This does not mean I'm a sucker, I just really care about context.
Most of my issues with suicide and self harm come from the way I was raised and the isolation I felt.  For a while in my late teens I was worried I was a sociopath or some other kind of emotionally void or damaged person. Took me a long long time to kinda understand I'm not the problem here.

My advice to anyone in this situation ...


You and I have different historical scenarios (the abuse I suffered was largely physical), but near identical outcomes.  I don't trust too many people, it's way easier for me to start a war than build a peace, and I'm pretty sure I've got sociopathic tendencies as well (not to mention near constant suicidal ideation).

One thing I will say, that I learned recently, is that your childhood neighbors know or knew your family was far from perfect.   Your parents didn't fool anyone.  The neighbors were just being "polite" by not interfering or speaking up.

It's your call, but I wouldn't bother ever getting back in touch with those assholes.  I know if my parents ever showed up at my door, they wouldn't even get the courtesy of a warning shot.  But, it's your call as I said, I won't judge you harshly if you do patch things up.
 
2021-10-27 5:29:27 AM  

omg bbq: My parents relentlessly teased me about any girls I was interested in while growing up. Girl across the street, random girls in the mall, everyone.
It does not sound like much but it was a lot and it taught me not to trust or open up to them ever. They were also quite racist.
I remember being on this really interesting lift/outdoor elevator heading up the side of this mountain in WA (I wish I remember where it was, some hydro electric project) and there was a Japanese girl my age on the other side of it. I was maybe 13 or so and her and I briefly made eye contact and smiled. Nothing serious.  I was teased about "Ling-Ling" my "Asian delight" for weeks after that.
When I got married I told them about the wedding a week prior. Then I uninvited them from it when my mom started getting power crazy.
Then I never talked to them again. It's been since 2009.
They look like the perfect family from the outside.  My abuse was largely emotional with my mom making up lies about me to spool my dad up and my dad too stupid to see the truth. It was an isolating childhood because it spilled over to my school life also. I never trusted people or I trusted the wrong ones way too much.
It's taken decades of therapy and learning the hard way in relationships to become the functional partner I am now and I'm still scared to really open up to someone.
That said it's given me a very patient and forgiving perspective with the issues my partners may have. I'm pretty chill with nearly any issue and always make sure to validate anything they're concerned about, even if I can't fathom it at the moment.  This does not mean I'm a sucker, I just really care about context.
Most of my issues with suicide and self harm come from the way I was raised and the isolation I felt.  For a while in my late teens I was worried I was a sociopath or some other kind of emotionally void or damaged person. Took me a long long time to kinda understand I'm not the problem here.

My advice to anyone in this situation is to not be afraid to walk away from your family.  Toxic is toxic even if they share your genes and I see so often people going through the emotional wringer for family members who clearly don't value or respect them.  There is nobody on my side of the family I talk with anymore. My father was more or less the BBQ family patriarch and the family is in lock step with him.
That's okay I guess. Maybe I'll try contact again if my mom dies first.

Good times.


You sound like my twin brother our parents locked in the attic and only let out to celebrate my birthday.
 
2021-10-27 5:47:02 AM  

kudayta: omg bbq: My parents relentlessly teased me about any girls I was interested in while growing up. Girl across the street, random girls in the mall, everyone.
It does not sound like much but it was a lot and it taught me not to trust or open up to them ever. They were also quite racist.
I remember being on this really interesting lift/outdoor elevator heading up the side of this mountain in WA (I wish I remember where it was, some hydro electric project) and there was a Japanese girl my age on the other side of it. I was maybe 13 or so and her and I briefly made eye contact and smiled. Nothing serious.  I was teased about "Ling-Ling" my "Asian delight" for weeks after that.
When I got married I told them about the wedding a week prior. Then I uninvited them from it when my mom started getting power crazy.
Then I never talked to them again. It's been since 2009.
They look like the perfect family from the outside.  My abuse was largely emotional with my mom making up lies about me to spool my dad up and my dad too stupid to see the truth. It was an isolating childhood because it spilled over to my school life also. I never trusted people or I trusted the wrong ones way too much.
It's taken decades of therapy and learning the hard way in relationships to become the functional partner I am now and I'm still scared to really open up to someone.
That said it's given me a very patient and forgiving perspective with the issues my partners may have. I'm pretty chill with nearly any issue and always make sure to validate anything they're concerned about, even if I can't fathom it at the moment.  This does not mean I'm a sucker, I just really care about context.
Most of my issues with suicide and self harm come from the way I was raised and the isolation I felt.  For a while in my late teens I was worried I was a sociopath or some other kind of emotionally void or damaged person. Took me a long long time to kinda understand I'm not the problem here.

My advice to anyone in this situation ...

You and I have different historical scenarios (the abuse I suffered was largely physical), but near identical outcomes.  I don't trust too many people, it's way easier for me to start a war than build a peace, and I'm pretty sure I've got sociopathic tendencies as well (not to mention near constant suicidal ideation).

One thing I will say, that I learned recently, is that your childhood neighbors know or knew your family was far from perfect.   Your parents didn't fool anyone.  The neighbors were just being "polite" by not interfering or speaking up.

It's your call, but I wouldn't bother ever getting back in touch with those assholes.  I know if my parents ever showed up at my door, they wouldn't even get the courtesy of a warning shot.  But, it's your call as I said, I won't judge you harshly if you do patch things up.


If it helps, one of the things a therapist told me is that if you're even remotely concerned about being a sociopath or narcissist you're most likely not one. You're displaying introspective and self examination skills that those folks see no need for.  I'm not sure if that's true but whatever. I have full emotional range, feel love very deeply, and have probably too much empathy in some situations. I know I'm good in that dept.  if you're truly worried about yourself in this regard it most likely means you're good as well.

My little sister reached out to me earlier this year and I broke down how I feel to her. That I was interested in forming a relationship with her as long as it was between us and not a communication path back to my parents. Both of us are adults, no kids, and struggle in relationships with trust and openness, I wonder why.  For YEARS with my parents it was "if you bring home a black boyfriend/girlfriend/baby we will disown you" at the end it was "we will pay you $10,000 for a grandkid we don't care where it came from".  ($10k for a kid is a horrible payment, those farkers cost that much in just diapers, you should probably have one more if you actually WANT one)
She claims that I'm more or less making up things and that our childhood was great.  Hers was in many ways and even into her 30s she was being supported by them. I joined the military at 17 and was gone ten days after I turned 18, I wonder why.
I doubt I'd shoot them on my porch but they'd not be invited in my home, or back in my life.  I'm a white male, so largely most things in the world have been accessible to me and my options are more or less still pretty open. The history with my parents and my upbringing has been an albatross around my neck since childhood however and it can still be felt.  I haven't had a "bad" life, I've made friends and new "family" on the way, but I'm still a very withdrawn person who is very confused and let down by folks around me quite often.

Good point about the neighbors.

I'm dating a woman with a 10 year old boy right now. I watch how she parents and I'm genuinely jealous. She's tough but they also snuggle and read together. They play board games and he seems comfortable talking with her about anything. She expects a lot out of him and sometimes they fight but she also does so much for him because she wants to. Sometimes he goes in to little shiat mode and tells her how much she hates her and how bad of a mom she is and I just need to go outside and smoke a joint and take a walk. This kid has less than zero of a farking clue how bad things can be. His crisis is that he "only" gets four hours of Fortnite on the weekends while his dad lets him have five at his place.
It's not his fault, he's just a kid with zero perspective and I'm taking a firm no-parenting stance so I'll just bite my tongue.
 
2021-10-27 6:12:47 AM  
I used to make my kids run around the block twice if they wanted dessert but didn't finish their dinner.
 
2021-10-27 6:54:41 AM  
For my first 18 years it seemed like anything I wanted to do got the comment "You can do anything you want when you're grown up."

Turns out that was an ugly, horrible lie.
 
2021-10-27 7:01:49 AM  

omg bbq: If it helps, one of the things a therapist told me is that if you're even remotely concerned about being a sociopath or narcissist you're most likely not one. You're displaying introspective and self examination skills that those folks see no need for.  I'm not sure if that's true but whatever. I have full emotional range, feel love very deeply, and have probably too much empathy in some situations. I know I'm good in that dept.  if you're truly worried about yourself in this regard it most likely means you're good as well.

My little sister reached out to me earlier this year and I broke down how I feel to her. That I was interested in forming a relationship with her as long as it was between us and not a communication path back to my parents. Both of us are adults, no kids, and struggle in relationships with trust and openness, I wonder why.  For YEARS with my parents it was "if you bring home a black boyfriend/girlfriend/baby we will disown you" at the end it was "we will pay you $10,000 for a grandkid we don't care where it came from".  ($10k for a kid is a horrible payment, those farkers cost that much in just diapers, you should probably have one more if you actually WANT one)
She claims that I'm more or less making up things and that our childhood was great.  Hers was in many ways and even into her 30s she was being supported by them. I joined the military at 17 and was gone ten days after I turned 18, I wonder why.
I doubt I'd shoot them on my porch but they'd not be invited in my home, or back in my life.  I'm a white male, so largely most things in the world have been accessible to me and my options are more or less still pretty open. The history with my parents and my upbringing has been an albatross around my neck since childhood however and it can still be felt.  I haven't had a "bad" life, I've made friends and new "family" on the way, but I'm still a very withdrawn person who is very confused and let down by folks around me quite often.

Good point ab ...


Yeah, I've been told the same thing by therapists in regards to sociopathy/psychopathy.  I'm not truly worried about myself in that sense, I just kinda know that I'm fully capable of committing a war crime, given the right conditions.  Like the kind that would land me in history text books right next to Pol Pot, Stalin, and Mao.

My little brother died a few years ago, but before then he and I exchanged emails a few times in the past 20 years.  We weren't exactly close, like you, he was a military guy and if you've read my posts over the years, you know that's not my favorite kinda guy.  Sorry, just part of who I am I guess.  His memory and perception of what happened is definitely different than mine, but it was close enough that we had plenty of common ground.  The main thing he had difficulty believing is that much of my suffering occurred when he wasn't around (either he hadn't been born yet, or too young to remember, or just flat out was somewhere else).  He definitely got his "fair share" of torture when I wasn't around, so makes sense.

Like you, my experiences of childhood have definitely held me back over the years.  And also like you, I really have no regrets about my life since I achieved freedom.  I don't date as often as I probably should, but I have a woman in my life who seems to deeply care about me, and a core group of friends that have been around for over 5 years now.  I've got a decent career in a widely hated profession.  I've been learning to cook meals that Gordon Ramsay wouldn't spit out, while studying for my 9/10.  It's a good life, even though I'll always be a bit of an outsider to society.
 
2021-10-27 7:24:25 AM  
Not being allowed to leave the dinner table unless my plate was clean. Nevermind that they brutally overcooked all meat, like my mom's brisket recpipe, roast at 500 for 6 hours making it inedible, I had to finish it. I have vivid memories sitting in the kitchen with one light still on, by myself, struggling to chew and choke it down.

Getting in trouble for breaking rules I wasn't told about. We went to a water park once, and after a slide I got turned around trying to find the way out of the pool, so a lifeguard whistled at me to get out of the way. Dad grabs me after I get out of the pool, one more whistle and we're going home

I could go on and on here, but you guys would start charging for therapy
 
2021-10-27 7:29:36 AM  
My parents were human and had flaws. I forgave them for any that may have adversely effected me.

I don't sit and blame them for my problems.
 
2021-10-27 7:57:00 AM  
I remember mentioning on Fark a while ago that I was in my thirties before I realised that it's not normal for a seven year old to design death traps for their father. (Erm, I mean "designing death traps to kill their father", not "designing death traps at the behest of their father" - I can grammar...) My father was, supposedly, a cokehead who'd fly into violent rages; "supposedly" because I don't have any memories of that (which is kind of odd, because I have accurate memories as far back as four or five years old)

I'm told that, when I was ten or eleven years old, and after being on the receiving end of a long campaign of psychological bullying, I tried to knife him (I was a Cub Scout, and I'd often de-stress by wandering into the woods to practice throwing knives (using trees as targets), so my having a knife on myself wouldn't be too unusual); like the Schleswig-Holstein question, of the witnesses to that supposed incident, one is dead, two are too biased to be reliable witnesses, and I have apparently forgotten all about it; what I do remember that I was sent to live with one of my aunts for a time

/ And that's before I get into "your only girlfriend will be a prostitute" and similar I've received from the rest of my family :/
 
2021-10-27 8:22:35 AM  

LaChanz: My parents were human and had flaws. I forgave them for any that may have adversely effected me.

I don't sit and blame them for my problems.


Great! Maybe you can go fark off to another thread where you can effect something remotely positive, rather than being a dismissive coont to people who suffered real true emotional and physical abuse from their mentally unwell parents.
 
2021-10-27 8:30:53 AM  

b0rscht: LaChanz: My parents were human and had flaws. I forgave them for any that may have adversely effected me.

I don't sit and blame them for my problems.

Great! Maybe you can go fark off to another thread where you can effect something remotely positive, rather than being a dismissive coont to people who suffered real true emotional and physical abuse from their mentally unwell parents.


Looks like your parents taught you to be an angry asshole.

I took control of my own life and don't look into the past for any false justification for my own flaws.

But you seem to pass on that emotional abuse pretty well. Looks like they won.
 
2021-10-27 8:42:23 AM  

LaChanz: b0rscht: LaChanz: My parents were human and had flaws. I forgave them for any that may have adversely effected me.

I don't sit and blame them for my problems.

Great! Maybe you can go fark off to another thread where you can effect something remotely positive, rather than being a dismissive coont to people who suffered real true emotional and physical abuse from their mentally unwell parents.

Looks like your parents taught you to be an angry asshole.

I took control of my own life and don't look into the past for any false justification for my own flaws.

But you seem to pass on that emotional abuse pretty well. Looks like they won.


Hot take!
 
2021-10-27 8:43:06 AM  

LaChanz: My parents were human and had flaws. I forgave them for any that may have adversely effected me.

I don't sit and blame them for my problems.


Then why are you hanging around on Fark with the rest of us losers?  We blame everybody else for everything.
 
2021-10-27 8:43:16 AM  
My dad, in hindsight, was a narcissist.  His life, his work, his time -- all of those took priority over whatever we mere mortals wanted.  He had a whole basket of psychological dirty tricks to keep us in our place.

Looking back, I'm amazed at what we accepted as normal.  But we saw it as the cost of being associated with a Great Man.

When he decided he needed a divorce, 1. he was already sleeping with one of his patients, and 2. he told Mom it was all her fault.
 
2021-10-27 9:00:22 AM  

LaChanz: b0rscht: LaChanz: My parents were human and had flaws. I forgave them for any that may have adversely effected me.

I don't sit and blame them for my problems.

Great! Maybe you can go fark off to another thread where you can effect something remotely positive, rather than being a dismissive coont to people who suffered real true emotional and physical abuse from their mentally unwell parents.

Looks like your parents taught you to be an angry asshole.

I took control of my own life and don't look into the past for any false justification for my own flaws.

But you seem to pass on that emotional abuse pretty well. Looks like they won.


Oh cry my a river you highly sensitive twat.

Yep, parents "taught" me to be abusive all right! I think perhaps you are starting to get it, maybe not. Or are you one of those "I have an immune system" types?
 
2021-10-27 10:10:38 AM  

ReluctantLondon: I remember mentioning on Fark a while ago that I was in my thirties before I realised that it's not normal for a seven year old to design death traps for their father. (Erm, I mean "designing death traps to kill their father", not "designing death traps at the behest of their father" - I can grammar...)


I didn't do that, but I did think it was normal for a kid to imagine the most likely way their father would attempt to kill them, and design elaborate escape scenarios for those eventualities.  I eventually gave up on trying to save my mom in these plans. I realized that the best I could hope for was for her to sacrifice herself to slow him down a bit.
 
2021-10-27 10:20:34 AM  
Pardon me, Jimmy, but I don't think that's any of your business.
 
2021-10-27 11:10:41 AM  
As far as bad parenting, I feel like I got the best of the worst. I was just left home alone a lot. I mean A LOT. Like all night and for days sometimes. Just me, under 10 years old. But like I said, that's not the worst thing in the world. But I am quite a loner now.
 
2021-10-27 11:13:53 AM  

LaChanz: My parents were human and had flaws. I forgave them for any that may have adversely effected me.

I don't sit and blame them for my problems.


You can, though.
 
2021-10-27 11:18:41 AM  
I'm from a music industry family full of violence, betrayal, divorce, money problems and substance abuse. We never had to look very far for some form of maladjustment or mistreatment. I'm GenX and its taken me most of two generations to process all the sh*t we all went through. It was only when my parents died in 2016 that I really started to put things in perspective. These days I'm as content as a sour bastard like me will probably ever be, and I take mental health a lot more seriously than I used to. Oh and by the way, neocapitalism is mistreatment of others for your own benefit. Just sayin.
 
2021-10-27 4:07:20 PM  
My personal favorite childhood experiences were the dozen or so HARD face slaps by mother, followed by the promise, "You just wait until your father gets home." His beatings were severe.

I had a nosy teacher call CPS on me when I showed up so many times with a limp or bruises. CPS asked my parents for character references, and I was dragged to a horrible dinner with his richest friend. The friend said, "You should show him what a beating really is." I was out of school for a week, with my father telling me I was lucky I didn't get taken from the home, because I would just be put in an orphanage.

Once, I was about to take a beating at age 15. Then I noticed I was about 3 inches taller, and about 45 pounds of muscle heavier than he. I took the 2x4 from him and farked him up. Bad enough that he had to get stitches and had to be out of work for a week or so.

The beatings stopped. The slaps stopped the next day when I cup-slapped my mother's ear after her first couple swipes. Her ear bled. I guess she still has tinnitus. She did for the last 2 years I lived there.

fark abusers. In the ass. With a 2x4. It helps them learn.

/not even going to get into the nonphysical abuse
//if you want to abuse your kids, don't force them into football as a cover for the physical evidence of abuse
///my sister tells me, every time I see her, how guilty she feels for leaving me there alone for 6 years when she split on her 18th birthday.
 
2021-10-27 4:34:51 PM  
My parents are (or were, miss ya Dad) awesome.   They weren't always perfect, but they always did their best.

I always feel bad for you farkers that were denied a great childhood or had an otherwise shiatty parenting group.  Every kid deserves one of those.   The annual Father's Day thread really hits me in the feelz.
 
2021-10-27 5:31:29 PM  

LaChanz: My parents were human and had flaws. I forgave them for any that may have adversely effected me.

I don't sit and blame them for my problems.


They never taught you empathy, clearly. And it's disgusting how you revel in it.
 
2021-10-27 7:18:24 PM  
Subby feels that being given the option to do less than an hour of cardio is violence?!
 
2021-10-27 7:47:09 PM  

Smackledorfer: Subby feels that being given the option to do less than an hour of cardio is violence?!


Depends on the condition of the kid at the time of said 'request'.  And yeah there are assholes that decide the kid that's never done a lick of physical activity is now an embarrassment and must immediately do irrational for their current condition amounts of exercise as a condition of getting to eat.

But that would be child abuse?  You'd think.  But all too often, abusive parents successfully smoke-screened that kind of shiat as concern for the kid's health, when it's just a new way to torment them with impossible requirements and goals.  Because it's a way to legally get away with it, and it leaves no visible marks as long as you're careful to stop it before they genuinely get hurt

/yes, some kids need to exercise, eat less, etc.
//done rationally this is indeed out of concern for the kid's health
///done irrationally it's a perfect torture device for the abuser that doesn't want to get caught
 
2021-10-27 7:52:05 PM  

Some Junkie Cosmonaut: Smackledorfer: Subby feels that being given the option to do less than an hour of cardio is violence?!

Depends on the condition of the kid at the time of said 'request'.  And yeah there are assholes that decide the kid that's never done a lick of physical activity is now an embarrassment and must immediately do irrational for their current condition amounts of exercise as a condition of getting to eat.

But that would be child abuse?  You'd think.  But all too often, abusive parents successfully smoke-screened that kind of shiat as concern for the kid's health, when it's just a new way to torment them with impossible requirements and goals.  Because it's a way to legally get away with it, and it leaves no visible marks as long as you're careful to stop it before they genuinely get hurt

/yes, some kids need to exercise, eat less, etc.
//done rationally this is indeed out of concern for the kid's health
///done irrationally it's a perfect torture device for the abuser that doesn't want to get caught


Fair point. I may be underestimating just how unhealthy some kids may be.

I was a chunky kid, but 10 miles is not a tough bike ride at all, and a well chosen activity for someone out of shape, since it reduces body weight effect on the activity.
 
2021-10-28 7:16:38 AM  

The Flexecutioner: LaChanz: My parents were human and had flaws. I forgave them for any that may have adversely effected me.

I don't sit and blame them for my problems.

They never taught you empathy, clearly. And it's disgusting how you revel in it.


So are all of trying to tell me to shut up and go to my room?

What a bunch of bullies. Did you learn that trait from your parents?
 
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