My Struggle Today in Ecco Domani

I have never actually been close to my family; the black,-white sheep. I remember sitting at the dinner table, being bullied, and ganged up on, and feeling like I had been adopted based on how different a type of person I am. I say “black, -white sheep” because, though I was never accepted at home, I was always popular almost everywhere else. My father owned a restaurant (among other business ventures), and the servers, and staff would all say I was the favourite sibling. That restaurant was the only form of sanity in my life, because we were all home schooled on a remote farm. During my early adolescence, I dreamed of running away, and vowed I would (and did eventually.) I ran away when I turned 18, and left them all, at least psychologically. They are mentally ill, bullies, and I still believe that. I am 32 now, and they are trying their old tricks again. I pay my bills, am popular, and respected in my Industry, and any time I go “home” they make sure to point out the 1 failure, out of my 9 successes. Now that they are getting older, they are trying to hook me into their problems. They are trying to make me one of them now that I am successful; take credit for me, when in actuality they made it exceptionally more difficult for me to climb the mountain I did. But the problem is, they have mental issues. They want to be a part of my life, but they have to make it all about them, and it affects my business, and professional persona. I climbed to a ledge they can never make it to, and the only way they can profit from me is by pulling me off my ledge.

I stayed in shape, and took care of myself, and now their health is faltering, and they see me out with beautiful high class woman, and all they can do is try to damage my reputation. In a perfect world, this wouldn’t matter. However, they do have clout in their echo chambers. My father works for a religious, wealthy, southern family, and they all want a bite. If the rest of America knew I what I knew about politics, and religion, they would shriek with terror. My Sperm Donor’s boss wrote the E_ C_ plan for America. And he’s a dunce. White privilege. The top of America is all just friends of the family. It isn’t based in actual merit. Vice with Christian Bale comes to mind. Just an average asshole who happens to know someone.

Last updated April 20, 2022