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- Nov 13, 2019
What a cunt of a father. It's normal and 100% understandable to be frustrated and distraught when a perfectly healthy person suddenly requires round the clock care, and it is just as understandable to mourn the person they used to be, because let's face it, that little girl is gone forever.
What's definitely NOT normal is having an ego so big that you make your own children basically call you God, and not accept that tragedies happen to everyone including yourself. The amount of people who 100% recovered from a devastating brain injury like that are exactly zero, and your speshul little girl won't be an exception just because you think it's beneath you to have a "defective" child.
I am going to break it down, really simple. Long but simple.
When you become a parent this is what you sign up for. You love this child, cradle to the grave. Whereas before you could walk away, throw everything in a dumpster and toss in a lit match, you can't do that any more. Suddenly you have this helpless little lump lying next to you in L&D, who is holding your heart, body and soul hostage. I think that this is what they are talking about when they say that you lose a lot of freedom when you have a child.
You also know that as this child grows and changes, you won't always have the upper hand and now you are bound to him. Your child is the ONE thing that somebody can hold over you, and you will buckle every time, to save that kid. Kid turns into a veg, you are stuck. But you love him or her no less.
For normal people, having a child is more of an ego-crushing thing, because suddenly you are not in control of their fate, but you are in so many ways, held hostage to it. She isn't a trophy you discuss on line and present to your congregation, because you want to protect her from ill-intent. You are also often stuck at home with squirmy annoying kids, because at least they are safe.
Normal parents only very begrudgingly allow their child to go out with neighbors and family friends, precisely because they are not in your hands and you have no control over whether they ... say ... fall off a golf cart and break their head open. But you are stuck brokenhearted, as you watch your kid either die, of face a life of disability.
And then there are narcissistic parents who never wanted a real shitting, pissing, barfing, crying child to begin with, but rather a mechanical doll who performs in ways that please them. They drop their kids off wherever, so they can have the "me time" to which they feel entitled.
And when the labor of parenting turns brings shame and aggravation into your life, solution is to mock the child who has failed to deliver. In mocking the child you assert a type of petty dominance, as the mocker, not the mocked ...
Tl;dr these people are narcissistic and love only themselves.
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