gosh, golly, gee. i've never read a better analysis of my step-dad, the programmer ever!
no wonder we couldn't get along. which is an understatement. the only word to accurately describe my exit at age 17 is "BOLTED."
tears tears and more tears, that guy gave me. life is so much better since "dad" has no lockdown privileges. Quarantine is a better description of his discipline practices.
my disease must have been the need for MEANING. my struggle, never hearing WHY.
it's really no surprise he's an atheist.
(above is the only picture that came up in an image search for "meaninglessness," which i'm feeling is probably meaningless.)
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