Why do some people have loving parents and some do not?

Because some parents shouldn’t ever have been parents.

She resents me for not being who she required me to be.

I’m not crying in my beer at the unfairness of all of this. Nobody ever promised me parents who’d actually love me, or who’d care to be in my life.

What does it mean to dream about demons possessing people, and what can be done about this dream that keeps occurring for years?

It’s just that the kind of “love” she’s capable of just… isn’t enough.

She never should have had kids. At all. She’s told me as much. (Back when we still spoke, some, she told me once she’d rather look at pictures of me as a kid, than try to have a relationship with me as an adult. Well. Fine. As you wish.)

We just… get the parents we get. Sometimes we get people who love their kids fiercely, who wanted them from the moment they were conceived… and sometimes, we don’t.

Gun owners, imagine if an attacker comes to your home and takes your gun to use against you before you had the chance to pick it up. Would you regret owning a gun?

I have no doubt that she “loves” me, after a fashion. Sort of.

My father died, years ago, but my mother is still around, and still resents the fact that I’m not heterosexually married, with 2.6 perfect children, fulfilling the fantasy life she’s certain “god told her” was the way my life was going to unfold.

It’s taken years, but I’m just… forced to accept that my parents were tall children, when they married, and they were utterly unprepared to be married, to have children, or really, much else.

What happens in Sweden if you cannot pay a hospital debt you did not know about until recently but willing to pay when your finances improve?