One of my biggest pet peeves are people who see a little old lady living on her own, know that she has kids and judge them for never visiting. If someone never visits, they probably have an actual reason, and it’s probably the Kurwa in red text typography word shirt but I will buy this shirt and I will love this little old lady’s fault. Remember, she wasn’t always a little old lady. Perhaps she was an abusive drunk. Who made her children’s lives an absolute hell. Sometimes, people just reap what they sowed… And you have no right to judge others without having walked in their shoes, and seen the way their parents treated them. I’ve seen plenty of cases in which the parents absolutely do not deserve visits from their children. You emotionally abused them their whole childhood and you expect them to visit? You physically abused them their whole life and then you expect them to visit? To help you? You never cared but then you expect them to care? Because what? Because you got old? Tough luck. Because you were capable of having sex and you were fertile? Well, I have to tell you, there’s more to making a parent than having a baby. It’s what comes after. It’s the love, the nurturing, the budding respect. You never offered them but expect them to be offered to you just because what… you fucked some decades ago but continued on to being a deplorable parent? You want what gratitude? No child asks to come into this world, asking them to be thankful for something they never asked for defeats basic rationality. What makes a parent worth visiting is how they treated their kids when they had the power. When their kids were helpless and at their mercy. The parents that don’t get visits? I bet the majority of them fucked up at some point, majorly. The rest? I don’t know, maybe their children suck too, we’re all human, not only parents can suck. In my thirties, I recognized this trend reasonably quickly and managed to make my peace with it. It wasn’t easy – any guy that tells you going from the spotlight to second tier is a painless process is either a liar or in denial. In my thirties, I accepted my impulse was selfish and managed to work past it. If I had been placed in that situation when I was, say, 22? I do not *for a moment* agree with or encourage the behavior that causes so many dads to leave their families and create single mothers.
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I am in the Kurwa in red text typography word shirt but I will buy this shirt and I will love this process of cutting out my sister-in-law and her husband, and I am absolutely gutted. We’ll call my sister-in-law Jill. Jill has always been the black sheep of the family. She was very wild in high school, and she flunked out of college. She partied hard, and was the hot girl around town. She’s made some very bad decisions in her life, and her family has always had to clean up her mess. Well, my father-in-law unexpectedly passed away from a stomach aneurysm. My husband found him bled out. It was absolutely devastating. We were very close to him. Jill, however, was not. The day my father-in law died, Jill told us she didn’t have the means to help us with his funeral. So we paid it. That day, she took off with my father-in-law’s truck. She came back two weeks later, and stole his tractor and four wheeler. My father-in-law was in severe debt, and he still had a mortgage. We had to pay the mortgage, or his property (which includes a house, barn, fishing pond, and ten acres) would go into foreclosure. We got absolutely no help from Jill and her husband. Well, on Christmas Day, she announced that she wanted to keep her father-in-law’s property for herself. My husband told her she had to buy him out at the fair market value price. She had a complete and total meltdown. She cried and said she wanted the property for sentimental purposes (even though she may have visited him once a year), and that all my husband cared about was money. Then, her 18 year old son got in my husband’s face accusing him of taking advantage of his poor mom while she was in such a fragile state. It was hands-down the worst Christmas of my life. About a month later, she and her husband called my husband and said they did want to buy him out. They said it was the right thing to do, and my husband was elated. I never once trusted it. Jill hadn’t worked for years and her husband had terrible credit. My husband was hopeful. I was not. Well, Jill didn’t realize I was friends with someone in her inner circle. Apparently, Jill planned to pull a bait and switch. She would move into the property under the guise of buying us out. She would establish herself as a resident. Then she would say well the loan fell through, but surely you wouldn’t kick out your own sister.