“I am where Mentality has always come from. I am Mentality. I am an athlete. I am a scholar. I am a musician. I am an artist and a maker. I am also a fighter.”

*facepalm* Once in college I told an African-American classmate that she was “looking very black today.” I was referring to the fact that she was dressed in black from head to toe, and totally didn’t realize the other implications of my statement until I saw her “WTF?” look. Thankfully she was just amused by my…

My mom called my school and threatened to sue them because they were making her son gay. I’m not shitting you. I had to have a meeting with the counseler to see if I felt like the school was making me gay. And apparently all of the staff found out. Thanks mom.

My family moved while I was at summer camp and forgot about me. The counselors were nearly about to drive me home, or have the police drive me home. To the place that was no longer my home. Because my family moved. In the 4 days I was at camp. And didn’t tell me. FOUR DAYS.

Three stories. First is tangently related to parents.

that teacher is a shithead. wow

These all seem so tame to me. In addition to the normal ‘stop embarrassing me’ stuff, my dad actually urinated on me once. I was #2ing one day and my dad comes in to the bathroom (we had zero privacy in my house - I used the bathroom while my mom was in the bathtub many times growing up - for the longest time I…

Hahaha I love that! My mom’s maiden name is - no joke - Loser. Pronounced “low-sure.” She played a lot of sports growing up and had to deal with constant taunting. And my grandpa was all offended when my uncle added an I to his last name to avoid all that for his own kids! Side note: my mom was also almost named Gay.…

My mother is the queen of telling the same jokes and stories over and over and over and over for fucking decades. I can’t.

Once when I was at ballet and 16 years old, my mom got a phone call from the guy I’d just broken up with before ballet class.

My parents: wouldn’t let me do games development at college because there was no money in it.

There are many examples I could give. The first that comes to mind was from high school (mind you, this was the 90s). My mom would regularly talk (largely fabricated) shit about me to teachers, other parents, basically anyone who spoke to her. She’s a legit psycho who I no longer have a relationship with. Apparently…

I must forewarn – this story is kinda grim.

So this isn’t my parent, it’s my great grandmother and I wasn’t there, it was my aunt. But I still love this story. So my Nana (as I called her) died just last year at 96 and she was a very outspoken and firery woman. After her health started declining, my aunts and uncles and 2nd cousins all took turns driving her to…

Lets see. One time my dad accidentally texted me that he wanted to fuck my eyeballs out. He tagged myself my spouse and several friends in porn on Facebook. He also may have knocked up my mother which sounds fine but I’m adopted and she was a teenage girl and he was a 30s something adult man.