Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:As a teenager when I heard my father laugh on the phone with a coworker and I mentioned to my mom that it sounded so phony and weird. Without missing a beat she said, "Daddy stopped laughing the day you were born."
Oh, and when I had to wear a baseball hat for my job at an ice cream shop, so I put my hair in a braid and pulled it through the hole on the hat. On my way to work my mother told me it looked "like a log of sh*t."
I hope you don’t have a relationship with her anymore. I’m so sorry!
Anonymous wrote:As a teenager when I heard my father laugh on the phone with a coworker and I mentioned to my mom that it sounded so phony and weird. Without missing a beat she said, "Daddy stopped laughing the day you were born."
Oh, and when I had to wear a baseball hat for my job at an ice cream shop, so I put my hair in a braid and pulled it through the hole on the hat. On my way to work my mother told me it looked "like a log of sh*t."
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:After I got my first real job, I wrote my parents a large check as a thank you for supporting me. My father scoffed and snidely commented that he wouldn't have sold his favorite gun if he'd known I was going to write them a check. I understand now that he's always had mental health issues, and that his issues aren't my fault. But for so long I wondered why he hated me.
What does that mean?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:As a teenager when I heard my father laugh on the phone with a coworker and I mentioned to my mom that it sounded so phony and weird. Without missing a beat she said, "Daddy stopped laughing the day you were born."
Oh, and when I had to wear a baseball hat for my job at an ice cream shop, so I put my hair in a braid and pulled it through the hole on the hat. On my way to work my mother told me it looked "like a log of sh*t."
You forgot to tell us that part about how you NEVER speak to your mom anymore.
Anonymous wrote:After I got my first real job, I wrote my parents a large check as a thank you for supporting me. My father scoffed and snidely commented that he wouldn't have sold his favorite gun if he'd known I was going to write them a check. I understand now that he's always had mental health issues, and that his issues aren't my fault. But for so long I wondered why he hated me.
Anonymous wrote:As a teenager when I heard my father laugh on the phone with a coworker and I mentioned to my mom that it sounded so phony and weird. Without missing a beat she said, "Daddy stopped laughing the day you were born."
Oh, and when I had to wear a baseball hat for my job at an ice cream shop, so I put my hair in a braid and pulled it through the hole on the hat. On my way to work my mother told me it looked "like a log of sh*t."