I lost my first son and his siblings, 3 step-children, to my insanity.
When I was released from the institution for the criminally insane I never thought to have another chance at being a parent.
But in 1999 my second son was born and I did my best to be a dad to him, though I often feel I failed him miserably just by being who and what I am.
He was in high school, his junior year, when his English teacher gave his class an assignment.
“Write a 500 word essay on who your favorite teacher is and why.”
My son wrote his essay and surprised his teacher almost as much as he surprised me. The most important sentence that he shared with me was this:
“My dad is my favorite teacher, because he teaches me the things I need to know about life and living with people, even when they hate him. Plus, he is the only teacher I can say “Fuck you!” to and “I love you!” and mean both equally.
That made me feel I might have done a fairly good job of raising him to be himself.
By the way, that’s also exactly how I feel about the god entity I met back n the early 1980’s.
I can say “Get fucked you asshole!” and “Thank you for the assist, pops!” and mean both without losing a sense god gives a shot about me.
Modern Parenting: the art of giving your son to Pornhub for nothing and pretending it didn’t happen and pretending he’s not upset about it. If you complain about this ever, you’re “slut-shaming”. He’ll be fine, I’m sure. It’s just a phase all boys go through on the way to becoming honest, honourable men with confidence and discipline and self-respect. Kudos to parents for their blanket silence about this.
I lost my first son and his siblings, 3 step-children, to my insanity.
When I was released from the institution for the criminally insane I never thought to have another chance at being a parent.
But in 1999 my second son was born and I did my best to be a dad to him, though I often feel I failed him miserably just by being who and what I am.
He was in high school, his junior year, when his English teacher gave his class an assignment.
“Write a 500 word essay on who your favorite teacher is and why.”
My son wrote his essay and surprised his teacher almost as much as he surprised me. The most important sentence that he shared with me was this:
“My dad is my favorite teacher, because he teaches me the things I need to know about life and living with people, even when they hate him. Plus, he is the only teacher I can say “Fuck you!” to and “I love you!” and mean both equally.
That made me feel I might have done a fairly good job of raising him to be himself.
By the way, that’s also exactly how I feel about the god entity I met back n the early 1980’s.
I can say “Get fucked you asshole!” and “Thank you for the assist, pops!” and mean both without losing a sense god gives a shot about me.
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Modern Parenting: the art of giving your son to Pornhub for nothing and pretending it didn’t happen and pretending he’s not upset about it. If you complain about this ever, you’re “slut-shaming”. He’ll be fine, I’m sure. It’s just a phase all boys go through on the way to becoming honest, honourable men with confidence and discipline and self-respect. Kudos to parents for their blanket silence about this.
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