I am in a homeless halfway house and was thinking about this often. I am short compared to the rest of the family, the shortest even among all my relatives. My dad used to laugh at my height and talk about how he is considering putting me on growth hormones since I was in elementary school, but never did anything about it. My mom looked at me with contempt. My parents calling me ugly or talking about plastic surgeries they need me to get, which they didn't do for my siblings saying my siblings are already good looking, and putting them through private colleges, buying them new cars and homes, none of that for me. I think my dad even tried to use my identity to take out loans and put more real estate under my sibling's benefits and names, I have to go fly out of the country to go check that's not the case. Even my late grandfather (my dad's dad) warned me to never get into a dealing or sign any contracts with my dad and called him a hustler. I am just laying in bed right now, this room in the halfway house is fucking cold, there is no real heater here. All the people who didn't resent me or try to exploit me are dead.
