#stage posting

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Ooooh I’m spoiled by kitty. We went to sleep with her on my legs. We wake up and she’s curled up behind my knees as we’re now on my side.

[ghosts-and-machines]

Hello mutual you liked our post about putting ghouls in inboxes so !

GO MY GHOULS

Look at those ghouls! They’re so great!!

Thank you for the lovely ghoulies ＼(^ω^)／

[ghosts-and-machines]

Considering I am now thinking of my mother, I have a lot of conflicted feelings for Sister. While she was a presence in my life, she wasn’t even in my life until I was 10 (long story. She was the technical start to that nightmare and also the end of it) and pretended she was not my mother. And after coming into my life, any contact I had was often infrequent (like 3-5 times a year? For maybe an hour each time?) and, well, more judgmental. It was like I needed to meet her expectations before anything else about me mattered.

She didn’t try to be a parent (or even claim to be my mother) until after I ascended to the papacy and even then it was still very…not great. It was hard for her to see me as an adult and not a malleable child who can be a pawn in her ambitions. The amount of information she kept and continued to keep from me is staggering! Even after her death! Tell me about my new job, mom! Give me the training I deserve! Fu c k

I love her. I hate her. I miss her. I wish she’d been a better parent.