Tag: stepfather

My stepfather, commonly known as lard, is my mother’s husband, whom one might call my stepfather. He’s done too many bad things to deserve a name—to deserve credit—thus he is lard. It’s short for “lard ass”.

I only refer to it in lowercase text, except when I’m beginning a sentence, because he doesn’t deserve to be referred to as a proper noun. I don’t care. I never use actual lard in cooking, so it’s unlikely I’ll ever run into a conflict.

He is not commonly mentioned in entries dated 2015 and to present, because I’d rather not waste my time.~

This is the story of the catalyst leading to the estrangement between my mom and me.

It was, for better or for worse, the point of no return. Of everything else that transpired between us all, we could have gone back.

We couldn’t after this.

Christmas is next week! I’ve been busy wrapping presents (ugh, so fun!) for busy family members, among other things.

Probably a bad example of what I’m trying to say, but wish me luck: Mainstream society depicts Christians as hypocritical and, sometimes, ignorant. Fans perceive Katniss as a hero. Alcoholics obtain such a label by suffering from alcoholism. These labels and perceptions can also be known as definitions, which formed based on actions. When you […]

I wasn’t raised to know the difference between what is good and what is bad. Most everything I know not to do is what I learned from how badly I was raised.

There’s probably always going to be things in life that cause people to feel paranoid about such being used. I don’t refer to that as paranoia. I’ll let you judge me and my paranoia yourself after you learn about why I’m so paranoid. Passwords My mom and lard always required to know my password for everything. […]