Glob posted...
Maybe if Id had better parents.
I stopped worrying about being a good son long ago, and instead tried to focus on being a good person. With parents like mine, I couldnt be both.
That's kind of where I am. My dad moved 3000 miles away when I was 10, then over the years blamed our lack of contact on me not calling. He'd tell other people in the family and they'd get on me about it like I'm the one who bailed.
Mom always asked me if I was on drugs when I wasn't and would rummage through my room when I wasn't home. What's a kid not on drugs supposed think of themselves being told in so many words they're fucked up? I can still see her look of disgust like I can only be the way I am because of drugs.
Just 2 of many examples. They were a young stupid couple when I was born and the only thing that changed was they're no longer young.