#parents
When I was 12 my dad figured it was time to have the sex talk. He took my older brother and me out on the boat. We went around the river for a while and then my dad killed the engine in a secluded part of the coast. I don’t recall everything he said but from what I remember he said something like this:
Him: If you could get free milk whenever you wanted it, why would you buy a cow?
Me: …
Him: It wouldn’t really make sense, right?
Me: I guess not.
Him: Don’t drink milk from a bunch of different cows. Because if someone’s giving you free milk, they probably gave it to a lot of people before you, and it’s important to have your own cow.
Me: What about steaks?
Him: What?
Me: Well, if I was getting free milk, I might still buy a cow if I wanted steak.
Him: … that’s not funny Daniel. Let’s go.
I think the takeaway is that women are cows who are to be bought and sold with commitment. I think my point is a good one though.
Parents with disabilities shouldn’t be discriminated against, but all too often, they are.
According to talkpoverty.org, disabled parents are more likely to lose custody of their children during a divorce than non-disabled parents. In 37 states, parents can have their custodial rights revoked solely because they’re disabled. Child welfare services remove children of disabled parents at higher than average rates, and disabled people also face discrimination when adopting and fostering children.
The vast majority of parents with disabilities are capable of providing a safe, loving home for their children. Families shouldn’t be separated because of these discriminatory practices that are based on outdated, ableist definitions of parental fitness.
(Source: https://talkpoverty.org/2015/07/31/parents-with-disabilities/)
i have realized that when i asked my parents to tell me “hurt and sick stories” as a child, i was asking for whump before i even knew what that was
Here I am up at 3am, searching for myself. Searching for a meaning, a purpose. Who I am, who people say I am, who my parents think I am, who I’m meant to be, who I should be.
My parents: why don’t you spend more time with us?! You never do.
Me: Ok I’ll take you to dinner
Also them:
Happy Nonbinary Parents Day! (every 3rd Sunday of April)
Send this card to a nonbinary parent you know!
Did you know oak trees are both male and female and belong in the family Quercus (“queercus”) ;) And that they help their offspring by sharing nutrients and fungi?
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Happy Nonbinary Parents Day! (every 3rd Sunday of April)
Send this card to a nonbinary parent you know!
Did you know oak trees are both male and female and belong in the family Quercus (“queercus”) ;) And that they help their offspring by sharing nutrients and fungi?
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- From the wise Dr. Phil McGraw