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I am sitting here crying cuz my mom is just such a negative hateful spiteful dense as a brick person. I once asked my dad how he proposed to mom. He said alcohol was involved. Then I asked my mom how dad proposed and she said alcohol was involved.
So I gotta consider the source.
I texted my mom asking if she was home and she responded she was going to kohls and she would call me soon. So when she called she asked what's wrong and I said nothing. I just wanted to talk. So she started berating me and telling me I'm wasting her time. So I replied "if this is how you're gonna talk to me I just won't call anymore" and then I hung up.
She told me I'm faking being sick for attention. Nevermind the tests and imaging and treatments that prove I'm really sick. My mom actually told me I'm manipulating the tests. Because of course I have magical abilities to do that.
When I was in high school my sister asked my dad why only men got prostate cancer. She thought it was part of the brain. My dad looked at me and we both were fighting back laughing. My mom chimes in with "don't make fun of her, it's not like that is common knowledge". So I turned to my dad and asked him why he married her and he said he couldn't remember and he said they have nothing in common.
She's just so dumb. And transphobic.
I called her a homophobe and she responded "I can't be something I don't know what it is!" Apparently later she asked dad what does homophobe mean. She came to me that night and said "dad said I'm not homophobic cuz I'm not scared of gay people!" I nearly choked on my tongue.
So yeah. That's how I am today.
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