My parents divorced when I was 15. I had been acting out, mostly running away, and my parents put me in counselling. After about 3 sessions it became marriage counselling and I was no longer involved. My dad left, my mom sort of left as well, not physically, but she was not all there. She did go on to get a Master of Library Science from UW-Madison.
I also "hated" my dad because he stayed away. It was not until I was in my 20's that we reconnected.
This did effect me, I jumped from relationship to relationship, both straight and gay. I decided that I really was straight. My first marriage ended in divorce and I became a single parent of a 8 month old daughter. An interesting side note, because the State of Wisconsin did not have many custodial fathers, their computers kept sending me contempt letters for failure to pay child support. Yes, my first wife was a "deadbeat." When she finally started paying child support, my daughter was 15 and my ex finished paying back support when my daughter was 21. I married later, again finding myself as a single parent, now with 3 children.
I did eventually, at the age of 51, find someone who I love deeply and loves me deeply.
Thankfully my kids turned out much better than me.
Well written, it helped to clear some of the old shadows.
"White-cis-hetero-abled-men aren’t some superior race of people, nor are they cause of everyone’s personal sufferings and failings. " Well, that is the rub, isn't it? Because what we call the woke ideology is largely the inversion of the traditionalist ideology that casts white heterosexual males as the normative embodiment of our ideals. One of the more curious things about the woke/reactionary conflict is that they are in a strange symbiosis, each requiring the alien other as a bête noire to justify their particular programs. Reality does not seem to observe these same neat black and white lines separating heroes and villains of course, thus creating a kind of perpetual frustration. Unless you put blinders on, which we increasingly do.
Fan-fucking-tastic. Seriously, Rhyd, you kicked it out of the field on this one. I work for the State in the Child Support office and cannot tell you how close this hits to home. Thanks for this one.
This is incredibly moving. Thank you.
My parents divorced when I was 15. I had been acting out, mostly running away, and my parents put me in counselling. After about 3 sessions it became marriage counselling and I was no longer involved. My dad left, my mom sort of left as well, not physically, but she was not all there. She did go on to get a Master of Library Science from UW-Madison.
I also "hated" my dad because he stayed away. It was not until I was in my 20's that we reconnected.
This did effect me, I jumped from relationship to relationship, both straight and gay. I decided that I really was straight. My first marriage ended in divorce and I became a single parent of a 8 month old daughter. An interesting side note, because the State of Wisconsin did not have many custodial fathers, their computers kept sending me contempt letters for failure to pay child support. Yes, my first wife was a "deadbeat." When she finally started paying child support, my daughter was 15 and my ex finished paying back support when my daughter was 21. I married later, again finding myself as a single parent, now with 3 children.
I did eventually, at the age of 51, find someone who I love deeply and loves me deeply.
Thankfully my kids turned out much better than me.
Well written, it helped to clear some of the old shadows.
"White-cis-hetero-abled-men aren’t some superior race of people, nor are they cause of everyone’s personal sufferings and failings. " Well, that is the rub, isn't it? Because what we call the woke ideology is largely the inversion of the traditionalist ideology that casts white heterosexual males as the normative embodiment of our ideals. One of the more curious things about the woke/reactionary conflict is that they are in a strange symbiosis, each requiring the alien other as a bête noire to justify their particular programs. Reality does not seem to observe these same neat black and white lines separating heroes and villains of course, thus creating a kind of perpetual frustration. Unless you put blinders on, which we increasingly do.
Fan-fucking-tastic. Seriously, Rhyd, you kicked it out of the field on this one. I work for the State in the Child Support office and cannot tell you how close this hits to home. Thanks for this one.
Wonderful article.