Somebody Else's Father's Day
Today is Father’s Day in Guatemala. I watched a father interact with his seven-year-old daughter today, and I was uncomfortable with how much care he put into making her happy. (more…)
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Somebody Else's Father's Day
Today is Father’s Day in Guatemala. I watched a father interact with his seven-year-old daughter today, and I was uncomfortable with how much care he put into making her happy. (more…)

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Ash and Water
So stubborn of you not to appear, be so aloof. Prince of long holidays— body a jet of blood, a ship of rage and restlessness.
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The only downside of going no contact with your dad is that everything in your life becomes so much more peaceful

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TW : grief and vent
My aunt died the 23rd December 2025, during Chrismas holidays, after battling cancer. Her death revealed how much my mother's remaining siblings were... toxic. My mother took the decision, a few months ago, to go NC with her siblings and nephews/nieces, and my father, brother and myself followed.
And... it's a strange grief. Of course, there is the grief of losing my aunt, the trauma of seeing her sick, but there is the grief of losing all my family from my mother's side as well. My brother and I weren't really close with them, we and our parents lived at +6h of car, so pretty far, but still, it's weird to mourn aunts, uncles and cousins who are still alive. And even if they are toxic, even if we know it, it's difficult because we loved them.
My mind is divided between anger after what they have done and grief of what could/should have been.
For work, I have changed regions, I live and work in the south of the capital's regions, and the estranged family lived in the north of the capital's region. While there is still a certain distance (min 2.5h if you take the car), there is an infime (because capital and everyone knows someone) possibility to meet one of them by random luck. It's disturbing to think about.
Tldr : My mother went nc with her remaining siblings. The whole thing is a mess.
i hate seeing estranged parents act like it’s a cool new trend and not a thing they deserved that’s not new at all
i am an estranged child hipster. i cut my dad off in 2008, as soon as i graduated high school. i was 17 and knew i had to cut him off as soon as i could. it was the best decision i ever made! if your child hates you, it might actually be your fault!
sometimes i still get so sad about it that i want to pull my knees up to my chest and let the tears stream steadily down my face. then i get angry at the memories and broken promises i have to pull like weeds from my soul over and over because they always grow back.
i’m glad i’ve become my own person, but i miss them so much