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you do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. you only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

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#🌌🦈 my talk tag

alright, what's your kid's social security number? what are their allergies? whats their shoe size? have they had their shots, if so, which ones? how much did they weigh and how long were they at birth? what milestones have the hit or missed? how are they performing in school? what are their likes and dislikes? when's their birthday? what grade are they in? have you met their teacher? what medications do they take? what's the address for their after school care program? what's their counselor, therapist or social worker's name and number? how much does it cost per month to take care of them? do you know how to buckle them into their car seat or change their diaper? do you remember what time and day they have sports or other outside-of-school activities? what brand of formula do you buy and how do you make it for them? do you know how to properly do their hair and dress them? what's their bed time? what foods do they like and dislike?

9/10 fathers can't answer even half of these questions. my own father, who's birthday was right after mine, forgot my birthday every single year, never knew how old i was or what grade i was in, and didn't know any of my medical history - I don't think he even once brushed my hair, made my lunch, helped me with homework, or set out clothes for me as a kid. and this is not some baby daddy divorced dad situation, the man lived with us and was married to my mother. they both worked. they spent the same amount of time at home, around me. he had time to watch cartoons and play games with me, had time to scold and discipline me, had time to ramble on and on at me about nothing. the dude didn't even teach me how to drive when he was unemployed and i was asking him nearly every day, i had to learn from my sister. the guy didn't even know I dropped out of highschool like six months after I'd done it when HE was the one that said I should.

men aren't the "superior" sex and they definitely aren't "smarter". the vast majority of fathers are clocked out and can't be bothered to remember anything but sports trivia and stupid random shit they can pretend to be knowledgeable about so they can condescend to women. and when they actually do "clock in" and start being active participants in their kids lives, they're praised and celebrated by damn near everybody for just doing the bare minimum.