I’m here with you. I’ve spent the last two years no contact with mine and undoing the damage they caused to me and my kid. The worst part is, they weren’t always like this and I’ll have to mourn the death of who they were long before I mourn the death of who they are.
I’ll have to mourn the death of who they were long before I mourn the death of who they are.
I’ve actually used almost this same exact phrase with one of my siblings who is also one of the “dependable ones”. The versions of my mom and dad I loved the most are long dead already.
Functional parents.
Mine are 80, and due to a lifetime of terrible decisions and this shitty country, are driving for DoorDash, in the car I “loaned” to them a year ago.
I love them, but it’ll be nice when the funeral comes, because at least it’ll be the last time they use me as an ATM.
I’m here with you. I’ve spent the last two years no contact with mine and undoing the damage they caused to me and my kid. The worst part is, they weren’t always like this and I’ll have to mourn the death of who they were long before I mourn the death of who they are.
I’ve actually used almost this same exact phrase with one of my siblings who is also one of the “dependable ones”. The versions of my mom and dad I loved the most are long dead already.