[ SECRET POST #6986 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #6986 ⌋

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01. [SPOILERS for season 5 of Stranger Things]




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02. [WARNING for discussion of JKR/transphobia]




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03. [WARNING for discussion of rape, abuse]

[Kobe Bryant, XXXtentacion]



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04. [WARNING for discussion of pedophilia]




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05. [WARNING for discussion of pedophilia]

[Michael Jackson]



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06. [WARNING for discussion of pedophilia, suicide]

[Michael Jackson]





















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Comments

Re: Family dysfunction.

[(Anonymous)]

I don't know what it is about dads who do this to their kids, but I know it's not a rare phenomenon. I'm the oldest child, I've always put effort into maintaining a relationship with my dad despite the difficulties because I know he's lonely and (surprise!) isn't great at socialization. I cook his favorite foods (even when they're not to my taste), I show interest in his few hobbies, I put a lot of thought into gift selection on gift-giving occasions, I make a note of news stories or events that might interest him so we can have things to talk about. When he reaches out to me, he gets a rapid response within an hour unless I'm dead asleep or unable to use my phone for some reason. This is true for trivial things as well as more serious - because that's what he likes. When I'm not physically with him, I'm still very reachable at all hours.

And he doesn't appreciate it at all. Oh, he'd notice if I didn't do all those things and he'd get cranky and entitled about it. Once in a while, he'll admit that my cooking is "not bad". But at no point does it ever occur to him to return the favor by NOT making jokes about my physical appearance, or telling the same tired old stories about embarrassing incidents from my childhood. I could cook 100 perfect meals, but the meal he'll tell everyone about is the time that I burned the chicken, and he'll be guffawing the whole time about what a bad cook I am. That's the kind of man he is. I will not miss any of that when he's gone.