She was 21 years old. So I think she would have done something about it, come to think of it. But the thing is, my mom was rather slutty back in those days. Whos to say im not someone elses son? I mean she was sleeping with 3-5 guys a week for months at a time when I was growing up.
Thats why I ran away while we were camping when I was 8. I couldnt take it anymore. I wanted to go home away from the stupidity. So I took my brother and we started hiking up the mountain we were on... I knew the way back home by landmarks, so I was determined to get home that way... Home being Grandmas house (the good ol 409)... I didnt care where we were at (later found out near Mt. Rainier)... Never did walk home from there, but we did get far up the mountain before sucumbing to the please of my moms BF (he was a war vet who had seizure... and money, which I easilly relieved him of many o times; the filthy fuck. He ended up ditching us in oregon... A whole different story.)
But itd be weird... I think I'll buzz it by my mom next time she calls sober... try to ease her into the situation so she doesnt think it would be bad to be honest (which it wouldnt, I wouldnt hold it against her or my fava or anyone. Well except Grandma Rose if she knew)...
But yeah its been there... I thought about it a few times as I grew up.
Compare and contrast? Like what? OH, like me being a nice person and your an asshole, so thats why we get along? ;P
I wasn't disputing if I was born from my mother or not. I am thinking of other possabilities, like she slept with someone completly different than my father or her dad... Like my stepdad who has alot of the same features as me, and my mom latched onto him rather quickly when I was young. And stayed with him despite him hitting her.
Thats why I ran away while we were camping when I was 8. I couldnt take it anymore. I wanted to go home away from the stupidity. So I took my brother and we started hiking up the mountain we were on... I knew the way back home by landmarks, so I was determined to get home that way... Home being Grandmas house (the good ol 409)... I didnt care where we were at (later found out near Mt. Rainier)... Never did walk home from there, but we did get far up the mountain before sucumbing to the please of my moms BF (he was a war vet who had seizure... and money, which I easilly relieved him of many o times; the filthy fuck. He ended up ditching us in oregon... A whole different story.)
But itd be weird... I think I'll buzz it by my mom next time she calls sober... try to ease her into the situation so she doesnt think it would be bad to be honest (which it wouldnt, I wouldnt hold it against her or my fava or anyone. Well except Grandma Rose if she knew)...
But yeah its been there... I thought about it a few times as I grew up.
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I have other comments about your compare and contrast, but they are really not constructive so I will not use them ;)
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I wasn't disputing if I was born from my mother or not. I am thinking of other possabilities, like she slept with someone completly different than my father or her dad... Like my stepdad who has alot of the same features as me, and my mom latched onto him rather quickly when I was young. And stayed with him despite him hitting her.
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