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Growing up poor in the suburbs, now living on an old farm in the middle of nowhere, Denmark, growing my own weed, a beautiful wife, have chickens, 2 cats and a dog, my younger self would be flabbergasted. Mostly because I was "destined" to have my life fucked, but I overcame obstacles that surprised my childhood friends. Had one say at my wedding "You were the last person I thought would make it".
Gotta be proud of what I've accomplished.
I'm gonna have a drink tonight for this. Here's to making it. The best feeling you can have as a child is hearing from your parents when you've become an adult that they're proud of who you have become.
It would be good, had it not been for my father being absent from I was 13 until I was 35, when we reconnected. He told me he was proud of me (wtf?) and we did a video call. He told me I needed to cut my hair (had hair nearly reaching my bellybutton, and I'm male). Realised later why on his Facebook: he's a self-proclaimed nazi (he's greek) who believes all gays (probably LGBTQ+ in general) should be killed, and the fact that the only way to punish criminals who's done something to you is to get your crew together and beat them up. So yeah, fun lol
My half-brother on my father's side has completely removed him due to being who he is, which is 100% understandable, as I have also removed our father from my life now.
And my mother has told me she's proud of me, but she's a narcissistic alcoholic, so lots of luggage there lol.
At least I'm married now 8 years and counting), own a house with land, and have chosen my family (you can't choose who you're blood related to, but you can choose your family!), whom I love and cherish.
Therapy helps (along with mushrooms)!!
Rant over 😂
Thanks for the drink 🍺🥂