you talk like a petulant child that was never pushed to achieve more than you thought you were capable of.

how’s that feel?

I remember every moment of my life. I remember being 10 months old laying in my crib smelling the herb garden out the window. I remember my parents never showing up to any of my school events. I remember the way the belt across my back and thighs felt when my father got home from a “hard day”. I remember spending the weekend in jail because I was doing something my father made me do.

fuck you, asshole.

I never earned respect from them while they were alive. I didn’t even get any understanding from them. I only got yelled at, hit, and verbally abused when they felt they were losing control of their own life. respect is earned through proving you can be trusted with mature tasks. understanding should be given. understanding that a child may know to take out the trash but not know the importance of it. this makes it difficult for them to prioritize and objectively complete goals.

children need understanding from adults, to provide guidance that allows them to grow on their own power and lean on when they need support.

next time you want to attack someone based on who they are, take the entitled prick out of your mouth before you speak, asshole.