Well, today wound up as a big argument with my parents, my mom mostly. I finally busted and said what I thought, why it's hard for me to value what they say. Like I expected, it fell on deaf ears and she (my mom) blew it off.
I also realized to some extent how much I haven't forgiven my parents. Their teaching... indoctrinating me in their screwed up version of religion, and all the hell that caused. They've never said they're sorry, and I don't think they are. In fact, I don't think they think they were ever wrong. So the question is: Can I forgive them? I guess I should, but that's not the question. The question is: CAN I? I simply don't know. This went deep. If you want to understand how deep, you may want to read Rebellion of June, 07. It still gives me chills (in a bad way) to read that.
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Thanks for telling me about this. Expectations we have for parents (and them not meeting them) is difficult.
(very unimportant side note, "forgiveness" in the title is spelled wrong)
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