I know how you feel.... My Dad has chosen to not be an active participant in my adult life. He's met my son once in 11 years. He only lives 20 minutes away, in the same town as my mum (his ex wife).
It's taken alot for me to get over feeling like I'm not good enough for him. He has a great relationship with one of my brothers but not me and the other two. Many of my own therapy sessions have determined he is probably neuro diverse but that's not an excuse. In the community people speak highly of him, but we haven't had a conversation in 20 years. I'm a good person, who does good things and I'm worth his time and effort, but apparently I'm not. But I've got to be okay with that.
We'll survive this, and worse, because we know our worth, and we give love freely unlike our fathers.
And while she may not be responsible for the disease, she is responsible for the impact it has on others.
I cannot imagine the impact the accusations had on those individuals, and although there may not be a financial benefit I think I would want to push through to clear my name.
I just ate 3 of those cadbury popping candy elf things. I don't even like popping candy, so I guess I'll be joining you at the mean girl club tomorrow.
I don't have membership but went with my bestie who does. Before you go you need to know your unit pricing in the regular stuff you would but there in bulk, because sometimes is not cheaper than a Coles worth special. It's easy to spend a lot of money there on big stuff but not all of it is a bargain. And one visit was enough for me to work out I didn't need a membership.
Oi! I will say I have a few years on Baku, and a child that increases your plastic shit tenfold, and a dabble in cake decorating too. But you're good Baku, you've got what you need and that's more than I had at your age.
Thank you Spud ❤️