WanderingWhenWinter
Emptiness.
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So my parents broke up back when I was 8, then my mother dated a guy and that relationship didn't last, but she ended up getting pregnant and then I had a younger brother, so I was then forced to take care of my younger brother as far back as when I was in elemanty school, I practically raised my brother, I taught him how to read, do math, changed his diapers, fed him, the whole ordeal. When I should have have been allowed to live a care free life in those early formative years. While other kids were out there in the park, I was just stuck inside taking care of him. And now more than a decade later, I realize that I was never compensated for it. I did it for nothing. And I'm typing this because my brother is now at that age where he acts like an insufferable brat, and I just realize I was no different then those men who marry foids in their late 30s with multiple children to take care of all of them.





