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When I was attached as a gay couple, I invited my mother and stepdad to our state, for a visit. One night, I decided to play "what if" with them. I was astounded that my mother understood the concept since she doesn't speak english but she quickly chimed in. I asked her what would be the first thing she would do if she were a man. She proudly responded, "be President." Wow. Awesome. I asked my stepdad what would be the first thing he'd do as a woman and he said, "have a gangbang." My lover and I were, "oooh, bummer." After I explained what a gangbang was to mother, the game and the night ended. He embarrassed her in front of my giant. They went to their room where she must have whipped him real good because he came downstairs to apologize profusely and wish us a really good night. We understood my mother felt disrespected but my giant and I agreed we would explore our sexuality first too. Of course, not a gangbang but something leading to one. Joke. Step-daddy apologized all next day, throughout the remainder of the visit and all the way through the airport. 25-Jun-2021

Tags: Myself, Parenting

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25-Jun-2021


 

Why do we assign roles to parents that are unproven? It's a disservice to kids in trouble whose parents aren't as great as everybody automatically presumes. Only children can judge what kind of parents they have. The parents with wee ones will have to wait to appreciate the clarity that arises when their child hurls their first insult. They learned it at school. 23-Jun-2021

Tags: Children, Parenting, Reality

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23-Jun-2021


 

IN THE ORIGINAL STORY, PINOCCHIO KILLED JIMINY CRICKET

I was raised by Amazons. The women in my life were hierarchy. I was trained that all men are scum but they pay the rent so we have to put up with them. You may keep the ones that tickle the ivory longer than the ones that can pay the rent but that is an individual choice. I was going to be unique. I'd be raised as a boy with a female alpha mentality.

The only boyish thing I did was have sex with other boys/men. Ooh, that sounds girlish too. I did no boy things.

If we are allowed to accuse and punish we should be able to examine what weirds/drives them out. Changing what men hate should be a self realization and a compromise. I wanted out of girly world. I have a dick and I am nothing like them. I am not a girl. I wanted to be a boy like Pinocchio. (Scariest story ever because it's depraved and life has no happy ending and the "real" book made me hate it because it was my truth but it gave me hope. I will not be a schmuck puppet.) They never realized there was a boy underneath until the neighbors told them so. "Why isn't your boy married?" I became a lie that thrived but disappointed when I revealed the truth.

The men that popped up occasionally were full of drink, exhaustion, perversion and hate. The men bestowed me wisdoms about "you know who" and tips on how to sneak in extracurricular sex but then they disappeared or died. The parties were masquerades except when the tired broke free and exposed an ugly truth. The fairytale lasts as long as it takes a kid to fall asleep. Flirting, cheating and fights aplenty. The boys kept playing at Prince Charming while the women took credit for it. Somebody got laid, crowned, a new home and family whilst the other, got her rent paid. The kids were either in on the plan or out.

My mother and sister cured me of lying by aggressively harassing me. I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't. I told a lie and got beat up, I told the truth and got beat up. I decided to tell the truth so it could mean something.

My stepfather stopped talking after his heart attack. He can but won't. He is so afraid to misspeak or insinuate the wrong thing to offend female empowerment that he stopped talking to my mother and everyone in the family because he can't handle the stress. He is being raised by Amazons. The exact same ones as I. He is a dumb alpha ex-jock stuck in a girly world and it's his punishment for cheating with whores. (Yeah, but he paid the rent!)

Mary Richards is my favorite feminist. She didn't want to downgrade men, she wanted to join them. She liked men. Lou, the alpha, respected her and everybody else adored her. Female empowerment is not about being a "Queen." If you want to be a Queen move to England. All's fair in love and war. That doesn't sound equal to me. We must remember that when "he" declares it. 02-Apr-2021

Tags: Children, Fairytales, Family, Man vs Woman, Myself, Parenting, Responsibility, Social Media, Superiority, Training

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02-Apr-2021


 

Why are trees so insistent on taking credit for the weeds they wrought? They poisoned the world. 24-Mar-2021

Tags: Hate, Parenting, World

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24-Mar-2021


 

GIF: they always find a way in.
My worst case scenario has come true. I have to relive the aspects of my life I was frightened to visit. I am a needy person. As such I need to acquiesce to the support (family) that saves, not the one of invention (gay.) I have faith now because how else could I survive. It is family prayer that gives me breath. But I don't believe. Stop the crap. This is why you suffer. Because you won't let him in. "But..." I give out benedictions and prayers to everyone as I crack inside. My mother cries that I never gave her a grandchild. I kiss God's lips for hearing me on that one. "Gay was a failure or you wouldn't have come crawling back." I didn't come crawling back. They tracked me down. I was made to believe gay would be beautiful, romantic and forever. I didn't know I was in a cesspool of perverts. My sexual predators are now bffs, the meanest people are my mentors and I keep asking what did I do so wrong? I wanted to die in peace. 27-Dec-2020

Tags: Family, Mental Health, Myself, Parenting

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27-Dec-2020


 

One of the most mystifying gifts my mother laid on me this year is for me to stop pretending to be black and just be white. She's never seen me as anything but, so it is so. Racism doesn't apply to me because she's always seen me as white. LOL. It was said in an advisory tone to offset future guilt. Head explosion. If I went outside right now and declared I was white they would shoot me. I'm not black because my hair don't kink, she says. (2 blunts.) My nephews and nieces are black because their fathers and mothers are really black. There are no black people in Puerto Rico. They're Indian. Body collapse. 25-Dec-2020

Tags: Environment, Errattic, Family, Hostility, Ignorance, Mental Health, Myself, Parenting, Political Correctness, Saving The Environment!, Superiority, Survival, Women In Charge

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25-Dec-2020


 

I used to be the family go-to babysitter. You dare say its because my sister and I were the only colored ones and the kids were deathly afraid of her so I was the only choice? (Only the fear for my sis was real. I think.) I paid attention to them and weaved magical tales that released their imaginations. I showed them the place in my brain where they can go to find a choice and be safe. I shooed their nightmares away. I taught them to move forward to deepen the stories and find resolutions until they could run. It blew them away.

As adults they thanked me for being their only father figure. I was very touched and saddened. Everyone actually thought I'd be a great father one day. I did not. I worry too much. I know what really happens. I was a child, taking care of other children that needed to be entertained and protected. I lived the exact hardships so I handed them some survival tips.

I forget that I also co-parented a child. We (the gay daddies) applied everything social media deemed safe, respectful and representative of a new better world. I concocted favorite meals and experimental creations, picked up after it and endured its ills. We cheered and celebrated everything, we supplied, it demanded, its dads were bonkers but cool, its mother was nuts and married to Archie Bunker with scary reality boys but we kept the humor dry to help the teen laugh. My co-child and I shared music, games, TV and films. Its worries and thoughts I tried to comfort. It's teen brain no longer cracked but there were times I saw a glimmer of bonding in it. Then it grew up and become a Repnazi, realized my color and place and it all went to hell. It was A.I. beginnings with Damien: Omen II resolutions, right through the end. Awareness: most children do not want to be like their fucking parents and they will fuck you up.

Look at that, I had me some children. 25-Sep-2020

Tags: Irony, Myself, Parenting

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25-Sep-2020


 

Oh, by the way, they still exist 32 years later, fucking each other's brains out (thanks Viagra, I actually recommended it) and making anyone younger than them, miserable. 12-Jul-2020
Blame my mother for telling me this shit. (Sharing.) 12-Jul-2020
My mother's requisite for a boyfriend or life partner was:

had to be latin,

with great cock,

a job, responsible,

a bit rapey and idiotic.

Before my stepfather became part of the family he had to pay her overdue bills and mama proposed that if he ever wanted to get any of this (pointing to her vagina) he needed to pay these ASAP.

Two hours later he produced paid bills and we had a new daddy. She acquiesced in satisfaction. She applied lady cement before sex and had him bemoaning that my father must have sucked, it was so tight. Even when confronted with the exes (they were "friends of the family") my stepfather never accepted that my mother had hundreds of boyfriends before him. He stated to me that he would have left her otherwise. That's feminism! 12-Jul-2020

Tags: Mother, Myself, Parenting, Sex

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12-Jul-2020


 

The easiest way to gain acceptance of sexual identity and preference is to abolish jealousy. 24-Jun-2020

Tags: Modernization, Parenting, Relationships, Rules

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24-Jun-2020


 

Why does mommy and daddy have a binding contract but I don't? I've never heard mommy call daddy a miracle. 21-Apr-2020

Tags: Hypocrisy, Parenting

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21-Apr-2020


 

If parents only prepare their children for the good stuff, how do they expect them to function when the ride is over? 18-Apr-2020

Tags: Parenting

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18-Apr-2020


 

Prov 22:15: “Foolishness is bound in the heart of a child; but the rod of correction shall drive it far from him.” Prov 23:13-14: “Withhold not correction from the child: for if thou beatest him with the rod, he shall not die. Thou shalt beat him with the rod, and shalt deliver his soul from hell (i.e. death).” 13-Jan-2020

Tags: Parenting, Parody, Religion, Respect, Violence

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13-Jan-2020


 

I just realized that we are all parents. I've been taking care of myself since I could understand. We have the potential to be as good a parent to others as we are to ourselves.

PS: It came about because I tired of the refrain that parents think we don't understand what it feels like to be burdened because we don't partake. Then why bother explaining homosexuality to anyone that doesn't partake? The math is poor. 22-Sep-2019

Tags: Parenting

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22-Sep-2019


 

The void in your child's life is the one you implanted not the one you're filling him with. 20-Aug-2019

Tags: Ignorance, Mother, Parenting, Survival, Training

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20-Aug-2019


 

SIGMUND FREUD AND CHILD DEVELOPMENT

The path to mental health is constructed at home. 17-Aug-2019

Tags: Mental Health, Parenting, Psychology

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17-Aug-2019




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