To lie to a child who trusts you and loves you takes no great skill at all. It requires no wit, cleverness, or shrewdness. All it takes is the willingness to disrespect them and their love, to piss on the trust they placed in you, and to be an incomprehensible asshole.
To celebrate your blatant failure as a human being is the epitome of worthlessness and perversity.
To repeatedly disregard the feelings and well-being of a child in order to placate your selfish and juvenile wants brilliantly showcases your dismal failure as even a shadow of a parent.
There is more to being than a mother than utilizing your womb. The show doesn’t stop at the last contraction or the cut of the umbilical cord. But I have a serious suspicion that the children were not human beings in some minds long before they even emerged into this world.
What does it feel like to carry and give birth to little more than tools and weapons?
I take comfort in the fact that the very thought repulses me.