nine lives.

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT ! 

i’ve decided to “temporarily” move cat back to my multi. i’m keeping this blog though because i have a lot of things posted here, and i may move cat back once things have settled down. but a lot is changing this new year, including a brand new career which is going to take up a lot of my time and energy. i only want to have one blog to focus on.

so, just a couple things : my multi operates differently to this blog. i don’t talk in my tags over there, and i write primarily in second person. i have well over 200 characters, and i’m “mutuals only” and selective. i need my dash to be organised so i may not follow everyone back who follows me there from here. it’s nothing personal. it’s just my multi is a bitch to navigate. all that said :

“We can accept an imperfect dad. Let’s face it, the idea of a good father was only invented like 30 years ago. Before that fathers were expected to be silent and absent and unreliable and selfish. And we can all say we want them to be different, but on some basic level, we accept them. We love them for their fallibilities, but people absolutely don’t accept those same failings in mothers. We don’t accept it structurally and we don’t accept it spiritually. Because the basis of our Judeo-Christian whatever is Mary, Mother of Jesus, and she’s perfect. She’s a virgin who gives birth. Unwaveringly supports her child and holds his dead body when he’s gone. And the dad isn’t there. He didn’t even do the fucking. God is in heaven. God is the father and God didn’t show up. So, you have to be perfect, and Charlie can be a fuck up and it doesn’t matter. You will always be held at a different, higher standard. And it’s fucked up, but that’s the way it is.”