i reblogged that and then thought

everyone who talks about bad mothers… (1. I get both sides on the mother front but–)

it can be so much worse

my birthday regularly falls on father’s day

so for weeks leading up to my birthday, which has been getting harder anyway, i get to live in a world of constant reminders of the one thing it seems i can never have

i will never forget

my father had a tattoo for my half sister, a kid that wasnt even his… but not me. not his eldest.

i just take solace in the fact that when he picked me up as a baby i screamed in his face

is it any wonder i’m half gay and half misandrist