When I was a kid through Big Brothers & Big Sisters I had a few male mentors one of which was a cop. Most cops are pretty decent though they are people like everyone else. Occasionally is a bad one.
I bite my tongue with this one guy at my psychiatric clinic. He’s always going off about bad cops doing him wrong, and how he didn’t do anything to be found not guilty due to insanity.
Back in the early 1960’s when my dad went awol, Absent WithOut Leave, there was something called The Draft where young men were required to serve in the military for several years. It’s an all volunteer military now. But that’s how my dad was in the army when I was born. He wasn’t there voluntarily.
Anyway, now you know when I was in trouble for domestic violence, I didn’t fight it and was court ordered into the State Hospital. I just surrendered my will as they say in AA. I wasn’t in my right mind at the time and am not sure what was going on.
Anyway you all can’t really know if I’m telling the truth or not, but I had to pass a background check to move into this apartment building. My sister said the domestic violence might prevent me moving in here, but I wasn’t found guilty of domestic violence. I don’t know what my public defender did. I just told him I didn’t want to fight it.
I voted that I was raised by a mom and a dad… But honestly, my dad was always gone on business trips and my mom was always absent (either physically or mentally).
My mom was supposed to raise me and my siblings, when dad was gone away on business, but she was very mentally ill, and so she wasn’t really there to raise us. My dad was gone, on business, very often.
I have my issues with them, and they have their issues, as well, but yes, I’m lucky in that regard. It took me a long time to understand that. And while they can be made uncomfortable by emotions, and difficult issues, they always show up for me, and are supportive in their own way if I need it.
My mom used to not like to take money from me when I lived with her. I would try to pay her something every month towards my keep. My friend is pestering me to give me the $5 she owes me. I’m going to make sure I accept it when I see her. I used to feel bad when my mom wouldn’t let me pay her, so I know how my friend must feel.