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I've been in touch with my bio fam for like six months and it's still a thrill to say "our mom" when talking about me and a sibling conspiring to do something.
Like I know I have a little sister in my adoptive fam but we are not close so I haven't needed to refer to "our" anything wrt her in literally over a decade.
I have a family and I love them all so much guys.
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Read the whole poem here: https://m.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/i-invite-my-parents-dinner-party
I think I would've been able to forgive and forget a lot easier if you had ever apologized for the things you did. I wouldn't have even cared if it wasn't sincere and if the abuse went on for the same number of years. I could've handled it. I would've kept on believing that you loved me even though it wasn't true.
But to scream in my face that you wish I had never been born, to manipulate me into getting you a dog and then kicking me out for it, to disown me on the side of the road the night before Thanksgiving after my first car accident, and then to act the next day like none of this ever happened? But it did. I remember. And your gaslighting isn't working anymore.
How can you even ASK me to come back? And how can you cry when I say no and walk away?
How can you send me emails saying you hope I'm doing well, and that you miss me?
Maybe you should have thought about how much you would miss me before you pushed me away and shut me out. I'm still hurting, and I'm still depressed, but if I were ever to respond to your emails, I'd want you to know that I'm doing better now than I ever could have with you.
yall my mother comes home at 12:30 a-fucking-m with the groceries, leaves me to put them away, and i spend just under an hour reorganizing all this bullfuckery
because apparently my family need four (4) loaves of the same kind of gross health bread only one of us eats along with two loaves of the cheap white the rest us mere mortals consume (i shit you not) along with 6 different jugs of assorted juices
and im in here pulling out takeout and tupperware containers that have been in this refrigerator since i moved in and im pushing shit around and i find five (5) items covered in mold along with a bottle of salad dressing that expired two goddamn years ago
tldr: my biofam is a bunch of fucking animals
I had an unexpected visitor for Thanksgiving lunch this year. #ladybug #biofam #holiday
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Carbonating beer in the background. Teaching family how to put in O-rings! #blackstarlinefamily #biofam #blackbrewculture (at Rumbling Bald Resort on Lake Lure)
