• captainlezbian
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    5 hours ago

    I already knew I was the reason my parents refused to divorce despite hating each other

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      Fuck. My mom was the abuser, my dad the one who abided it when she was around but in private acknowledged she was a monster. All my friends had divorced parents, I so wished they’d split so I could live with him, flawed as he was. He at least seemed to have some form of humanity. Religion, social standing, money, and the outward appearance of American Dream were the reason they never split. I wonder sometimes how their golden years are working out. None of their kids talk to them, none of us have them grandkids, and only one of us remains marginally religious (she’s figuring her escape out). Your dream failed, fuckers.