FeelAnthropy

I finally graduated to the understanding that I’m the reason my ‘family’ doesn’t talk to me. But…you still can’t convince me I’m the problem. My God given makes it impossible for me not to see through people. My refusal to waste it makes it impossible not to share what I see…if you need that. The checks I write are dependent on approach. And my charitable contributions always come with a gift tax, if I fund…while in my feelings. I could never figure out how to stay below the threshold needed…to write off my BM and her harem. Which had me paying forward words that showed them how little I value ‘family’…if the cost is biting my tongue…in order for them to continue cosplaying our cultural curses comfortably.