When you are a child in need, there’s so much confusion, and you understand so little. You are just forced into accepting what falls your way.

I never understood adults or what motivated them. What I perceived to be somewhere between cruelty and not caring.

Now I get it.

Now I see it.

Now I understand. Everybody has their part to play.

When you do everything for someone. Sacrifice your life, time, and resources for them; and then they look at you with that look of disdain like your very presence is offensive. It is hard to take.

Many must just say “fuck it! I don’t give a fuck or a care.”

Maybe this is why I’m sober. Mix this shit with alcohol and all you have left is the intergenerational transmission of family disfunction.