#ghost howling

Something that's been really frustrating as of late; Our mom is a programmer, and a damn good one. She could probably make a perfect simply plural alternative at least available to us if not everyone very easily. Except she doesn't believe in systems. She has no idea we are one, but she's discredited several sys friends in the past.

Whoever got us sick again after being sick a week ago, which took us a week and a half to get over enough to feel somewhat normal and we were still recovering from, I'm spitting in your shoes

The face I make when someone fronts, realize they can't remember what our dad did wrong or why we went no contact with him, and considers talking to him, in turn making our host/gatekeeper front, who then has emotional flashbacks and realizes none of us remember what he did, which is literally their job to remember. Sigh. Merry Christmas to us I guess.