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Please refrain from sharing this outside this safe space/forum. Please.
TLDR- Women are incapable of perceiving genuinely evil men by their personalities or whatever, contrary to the popular claim that women are a good judge of character.
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5" mom, my father was 6 feet according to her. Alcoholic, cheater, stole her savings and so abusive that my mom attempted suicide. Left us when I was still a little kid.
Why mention tall? Because that is a trait my mom clearly admires.
We basically never speak of him. In the rare instances she does, it is because something about me reminded her of him too much. One such thing is my height. I'm not as tall as him but I'm slightly above average in my developing country. She has mentioned many times "Your height takes after him" , that I have "a good height". She says he looked good but the man I knew was a fat alcoholic. He also started balding at 19.
Neither my maternal nor paternal families are poor, as I'm told. So it couldn't have been gold digging on either side. But since both sides disowned us, she and I have been poor for most of my life. She had/has daddy issues as my maternal grandpa was physically and mentally abusive to all his children and frequently beat the hell out of them. Maternal grandma never helped either. Much trauma still endures.
I asked her recently why she continued to try to be with him even after what he did to her. She basically said "I was young and stupid and fell in love with him.", "I thought he would stay for you if not for me". Well. Clearly didn't stay for me either.
All this leads me to believe that the deciding factor was my father's height.
Here I am now, a severally depressed NEET loner soon to be 20.
Another issue I have - my mom is very fair and beautiful. Her face gets visibly red. My father was brown. I am also brown. Straight up brown.
I still love my mom, she genuinely loves and tries her best to support me. She pulled herself by the bootstraps and raised me despite the insane amount of hardships. But it is difficult to simply ignore the sheer absurdity of the cause of my life.
I hope to stop being a NEET and help her financially. I should be studying right about now but I'm completely dead and empty inside. Still I try. I've at least managed to lose a little weight recently.
TLDR- Women are incapable of perceiving genuinely evil men by their personalities or whatever, contrary to the popular claim that women are a good judge of character.
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5" mom, my father was 6 feet according to her. Alcoholic, cheater, stole her savings and so abusive that my mom attempted suicide. Left us when I was still a little kid.
Why mention tall? Because that is a trait my mom clearly admires.
We basically never speak of him. In the rare instances she does, it is because something about me reminded her of him too much. One such thing is my height. I'm not as tall as him but I'm slightly above average in my developing country. She has mentioned many times "Your height takes after him" , that I have "a good height". She says he looked good but the man I knew was a fat alcoholic. He also started balding at 19.
Neither my maternal nor paternal families are poor, as I'm told. So it couldn't have been gold digging on either side. But since both sides disowned us, she and I have been poor for most of my life. She had/has daddy issues as my maternal grandpa was physically and mentally abusive to all his children and frequently beat the hell out of them. Maternal grandma never helped either. Much trauma still endures.
I asked her recently why she continued to try to be with him even after what he did to her. She basically said "I was young and stupid and fell in love with him.", "I thought he would stay for you if not for me". Well. Clearly didn't stay for me either.
All this leads me to believe that the deciding factor was my father's height.
Here I am now, a severally depressed NEET loner soon to be 20.
Another issue I have - my mom is very fair and beautiful. Her face gets visibly red. My father was brown. I am also brown. Straight up brown.
I still love my mom, she genuinely loves and tries her best to support me. She pulled herself by the bootstraps and raised me despite the insane amount of hardships. But it is difficult to simply ignore the sheer absurdity of the cause of my life.
I hope to stop being a NEET and help her financially. I should be studying right about now but I'm completely dead and empty inside. Still I try. I've at least managed to lose a little weight recently.