A broken home’s at its worst when it’s literally broken.
#3. Every Hurdle Is a Catastrophe
A tornado could rip through your yard and wind-fuck your garage into toothpicks, and one of your parents would say, “See? If you had built that on the other side of the house like I first told you to, we’d still have a place to park our cars!” Not “Is everyone OK?” Not coming up with a plan to get this thing rebuilt. First and foremost, someone has to be blamed, and they’ll be goddamned if they let it go until someone pays in humiliation and guilt. Becoming that person later in life is a surefire way of leaving a breadcrumb trail of resentful exes behind you, eventually leading you to burn a witch alive in an oven.
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