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I cannot say that I had good birth family circumstances or bad ones, it was actually both in fairly good measure. My parents had a very troubled marriage and my father was at least bisexual, they were separated at least as often as they were together and when they were it was often tense. My father mostly ran various criminal hustles and occasionally worked legit laborer gigs/jobs but he taught me to read at so early an age that I don't remember not being able to and my ability to read newspapers at 5 or 6 was something I would be made to show to visitors until I guess I refused. Although not really good parents, and not 100% honest in their life circumstances, Sandy and Laverne had strong moral character, good taste, and I never doubted that they loved me, although as a senior adult, I don't use terms like | I cannot say that I had good birth family circumstances or bad ones, it was actually both in fairly good measure. My parents had a very troubled marriage and my father was at least bisexual, they were separated at least as often as they were together and when they were it was often tense. My father mostly ran various criminal hustles and occasionally worked legit laborer gigs/jobs but he taught me to read at so early an age that I don't remember not being able to and my ability to read newspapers at 5 or 6 was something I would be made to show to visitors until I guess I refused. Although not really good parents, and not 100% honest in their life circumstances, Sandy and Laverne had strong moral character, good taste, and I never doubted that they loved me, although as a senior adult, I don't use terms like "love" uncritically. They also were fairly bohemian, at least in my early years and I think that and the turbulent attachment has fostered both an ablity to think things out for myself and find grounding certainties.<br><br> | ||
I'm pretty much estranged from their families, contact having dried up in the second decade of the 21st century. I don't have any hard feelings toward them and actually nothing in experience upon which such might be based. On both sides there was one parent's sibling to whom the parent was closest and cousins that constituted most of my extended family relations which were otherwise sparse, especially with my mothers family before her third marriage. I remain hopeful of possibilities, however remote, of my own family of choice and reconciliation with my birth family, most of whom by that point would be of later generations and largely unknown to me now. | I'm pretty much estranged from their families, contact having dried up in the second decade of the 21st century. I don't have any hard feelings toward them and actually nothing in experience upon which such might be based. On both sides there was one parent's sibling to whom the parent was closest and cousins that constituted most of my extended family relations which were otherwise sparse, especially with my mothers family before her third marriage. I remain hopeful of possibilities, however remote, of my own family of choice and reconciliation with my birth family, most of whom by that point would be of later generations and largely unknown to me now. | ||
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29 December, so more like '54-'14
I cannot say that I had good birth family circumstances or bad ones, it was actually both in fairly good measure. My parents had a very troubled marriage and my father was at least bisexual, they were separated at least as often as they were together and when they were it was often tense. My father mostly ran various criminal hustles and occasionally worked legit laborer gigs/jobs but he taught me to read at so early an age that I don't remember not being able to and my ability to read newspapers at 5 or 6 was something I would be made to show to visitors until I guess I refused. Although not really good parents, and not 100% honest in their life circumstances, Sandy and Laverne had strong moral character, good taste, and I never doubted that they loved me, although as a senior adult, I don't use terms like "love" uncritically. They also were fairly bohemian, at least in my early years and I think that and the turbulent attachment has fostered both an ablity to think things out for myself and find grounding certainties.
I'm pretty much estranged from their families, contact having dried up in the second decade of the 21st century. I don't have any hard feelings toward them and actually nothing in experience upon which such might be based. On both sides there was one parent's sibling to whom the parent was closest and cousins that constituted most of my extended family relations which were otherwise sparse, especially with my mothers family before her third marriage. I remain hopeful of possibilities, however remote, of my own family of choice and reconciliation with my birth family, most of whom by that point would be of later generations and largely unknown to me now.
