Depression.
It happens.
But the amount of racist, sexist, ableist bullshit I've been dealing with lately does not help.
Dear Nenona, I usually do not critize other people's parents, but I thought some of my ideas about what you said would make you feel better . . . .
It also doesn't help that I kind of need a change of pace/scenery from my crap parents and fawned-over sister who got knocked up because she didn't know how to use a condom. I don't know how condoms work in your state, but in Arkansas, rubbers usually work better at preventing pregnancy if the male partner wears them. We generally expect the user (a male) to know how the rubber works (it's not that complicated) and to provide them. (The female usually has backup rubbers handy considering the severity of the penalty the woman has to bear if the birth control protection fails.) And yes, I know there are condoms for women, but how many of you DIMMERS have used these?
Seriously, I get punished for my insomnia. You have heard of Master Gardeners, haven't you? Well, Master Parents would do something like you are describing (not!). One of the best, surest, and fastest way to get any kid to nod off to a peaceful night's sleep is to punish them for not sleeping. Personally, I like the method used by Joan Crawford in Mommie Dearest when she tied her little boy's hands and legs down to the bed before he went to sleep at night.
She gets rewarded for having sex with something like 30 guys and eventually managing to get pregnant via one. She already hates talking to the guy.
