It gets even wilder. When they met, my dad was a 6’1”, 230lb college athlete and amateur bodybuilder. My mom was 5’0” and averageish looking. Literally gigachad and a 3/10 wife. As they got older, my dad stayed strong and fit and ran marathons while my mom got obese.
People would make fun of me in school because my dad was jacked and my mom was fat, which people thought was funny. To this day, no one in the family really understands why my dad picked my mom, nor why they stayed together (she was always rude and demeaning to him, and they never really got along). I know this sounds like a LARP, but it’s my life. My mom has narcissistic tendencies despite having nothing to be narcissistic about, and my dad somehow has low-self esteem while being built like an NFL player.
I think the reason they stayed together is because my dad was diagnosed slightly retarded as a child, so he’s kinda just dumb. Not even saying that to be mean, but in the medical sense.
Anyways, I don’t understand people. I don’t understand life. I don’t understand this world. I’ve given up trying to make sense of any of it. I think homosapiens are a failed species.