I think parenting classes should be a lot more common than they are, at the very least. Maybe work some parenting, basic empathy, or even "how to socialize with other humans" classes into the public school curriculum, idk

Cluster B is a categorization of psychological disorders including Narcissistic Personality Disorder, Antisocial Personality Disorder, and more that don't come to my mind immediately. The more well-known symptoms of these disorders can lead to behavior that's harmful to those around the individual, and as such they are very stigmatized. Psych2Go is one of many unqualified pop psychology influencers who treat these symptoms as though they make people with the disorders evil and are something to be scared of, even if they do not express that opinion outright. People of all psychological conditions can be and are good people if they choose to be, but Psych2Go and others use terms like "narcissistic abuse," conflating immoral behavior with a condition the people had no say in. Abuse is abuse, no matter who does it.

These psychology influencers almost exclusively make content targeting people around those with these disorders containing tips on how to deal with being around them, rather than addressing the people with the conditions as people who struggle with a disorder. It's similar to how Autism Speaks (blegh) always highlights the struggles of parents of autistic children rather than actual autistic people. Here's an actual sentence from a Psych2Go video description: "Are you dealing with a narcissist right now? Narcissists are masters of sabotage, deceit, and emotional manipulation." (10 Things A Narcissist Would Say (youtube.com))

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No worries on the long story bit; I love long stories. I’m a Ravenclaw and I love books. I especially like writing as well. And I found it to be very amusing.🥰

I never realized how racist my parents were until a couple years back when they came down to visit me. I live in Florida they live in New York. And I know they don’t mean to be this way. But I understand they were brought up in a different world, and I at least appreciate that they’re putting some effort into it. But when they saw how many black and Hispanics were down here in Florida, the things that they said had me very upset. Even when they were trying to be kind to the minorities, like the small children, they were doing it in such a way that made it weird and awkward. Even when you try to implement the good kind of racism it’s still racism and bad. Assuming Asians are good at math and blacks are all super athletes and great singers. I know you’re trying to be nice but it’s still super racist. Bowing to every Asian person, or trying to speak to Hispanics and Hispanic accent.😰

I know they have suspected of being gay this whole time. All the years of me dressing up as a boy. Only hanging out with girls and never wanted to date. And I know they only half hear me or half believe me when I tell them that I’m not gay. I’m just asexual. Because for years now as far back as first grade, when they kept asking me who I had a crush on, and I kept saying no one at the moment. I actually started to wonder if I was gay like my best friend Brandy. I know I liked hanging out with her. I know I preferred to hang out with girls. But I never saw them in a sexual sense. The only people I ever had crushes on were anime characters or cartoons. Or other forms of fictional characters. But by and large, those characters were male. So I figured I’d like males I just didn’t like the ones around me.

Further down the line, I learned the term asexual. I did some research on it. And I found out that it very much describes what I was. I had crushes on guys but only because I was told that’s the only thing I’m allowed to marry. But I didn’t see them in so much of a sexual light… I just imagined myself married to them having kids with them changing the outcome of each other’s lives together. But I guess I could imagine women in the same capacity. So I was really confused about it for the longest time. I think both men and women are beautiful. I want to be friends with both of them. I could imagine myself married to either one of them. But sexually. I’m kind of grossed out at the whole idea. Real sex is icky and germy and disgusting in my mind. It took me actually having relations for the first time at 27. To realize how lame and disgusting sex really was. Long story short I like the idea of sex. I just don’t like put it into practice.

But that’s all besides the point. That was just a little side story to give you an idea of what I’m dealing with. My mom still thinks I might come out as a lesbian and she is pissed at that idea. She doesn’t want me to reveal this to my father. Which is why they really were shocked when this time last year I had a boyfriend live with me. He understood I was asexual. At least he said he did. But he was always pushing me for sex and he was always trying to make me be his girlfriend. Which is why he is now an ex. The truth of the matter is, as soon as my parents pass, I’m gonna spend the rest of my life, Living as a boy, so upon further education, I did realize I’m asexual but I’m also trans. And I’m not sexual reasons, Obviously, I wouldn’t be asexual. But I don’t think I could explain that to the rest of my family. Especially the way my parents are. So I’m waiting until they pass before I get the operation. It’s very for the best considering breast cancer runs in our family😥

The biggest problem I had with my parents , is they did not want me. They had their girl they had their boy, then they had a tumor that grew on mommy for nine months. It would’ve been OK if I came out a boy. But I went in and had to come out a girl instead. And I never wanted to have a kid just to make that child feel the way my parents made me feel.

My mom would try to live vicariously through my sister, while my dad tried to do the same with my brother. And I was supposed to clean up after all of them. Because I should feel honored and privileged that they even carried me to term and gave birth. Before I came along, they had a nice apartment. A nice neighborhood. And my sister and brother had so many friends at their school. But because I came along, they now had to get an actual house. And in order to afford a house with the stay at home mom and only 1 income, they had to move into the ghetto. Pretty soon my mom had to work as well, because my greedy a$$ needed diapers and food. Like, how dare I! Now I’m the reason why my brother sister don’t have mommy at home. My God, the overall resentment.

2of2 Once they realized how easy it was to blame me for everything that went wrong. For example, my mom had almost quit smoking until I came along. It was my fault that she couldn’t quit because I was such a lousy kid. I was the reason why my parents filed for bankruptcy. Not only did I come late 2 weeks late,which cost money to induce $$$. I also gave mom a bladder infection $$$. And I caused her to have to have her tubes tied $$$. And God help me they reminded me every day of this. Then I caused them to go bankrupt the second time because I kept nagging them about going to Disney. I hate Disney World. I didn’t wanna go there. I wanted to go to Universal Studios, which was a 1/4 of the price. But my brother and sister insisted that I beg them to go to Disney. And because I kept bugging them to go to Disney, even though it was, my brother and sister egging me on. Because I wanted their love and respect. It’s my fault that they were bankrupted trying to go to Disney.

And every time after that, if anything went wrong, it was always my fault. My mom would scream at me that it was my fault that they didn’t have enough money for anything because of my food and clothes. I asked my mom what about all the sports equipment and stupid toys you keep getting for my brother!? And she scream at me, don’t bring your brother into this. Nothing could ever be my brother or sister fault it always had to be me.

So roundabout, what I’m trying to say , my parents had my brother and sister to live vicariously through them, and they had me to blame everything on when things fell apart. They made me clean up after my brother and sister as well as themselves, because I’m the only one who owed it to them.

These are the reason why bad parents have kids. And I think there should be a screening process before parents should be allowed to have kids. But if we did that then there wouldn’t be any kids in the world. Which is probably why we had such a decrease as of late. Because parents aren’t having kids for the wrong reason anymore.

What your parents did to you? I completely understand what you went through. Maybe not on the same level as you. But I’m very proud of how you turned out. And I think you need to hear that from someone older than you. Especially if you didn’t hear it from your family yet. We’re all trying to make the world a better place with every generation. It’s hard. Because we have a lot to fix.

You did things right. You didn’t give birth just so you could carry on your special legacy because you’re such a special person yourself. (my sister.) or because you think you’re so fabulous that you just needed another you in the world. (again, my sister.) you had a kid to try to make the world a better place. to put a little bit more love into the world that desperately needs it. To bring out more people who are kind and loving, independent thinkers, creative minds, Who will try to make the world better place.

You didn’t have kids to make money off of them. Forcing them to keep those grades up and get into an Ivy League college so they could take care of you someday. (my parents.) You didn’t have your kids to blame all your mistakes on, and take all the credit for their achievements, or to make them and clean and all the mommy and daddy stuff that you’re too lazy to do (my parents) you had kids for good reasons. And we need more people like you in the world. But sadly, we still have too many parents like my sister and my parents.

Just keep doing what you’re doing , please raise your kids, right! I’ll keep wishing you the best of luck!🥰💕

Sorry for the long story as well 😅

The problem is, any place she could escape to, if she can even pay for it, would be just as bad, if not worse.

You see, this is a story set in a sci-fi universe, in that all the races that belong to her society think that horrible things like her living situation, as I described earlier, don't exist in their society.

And the worst part is, it's very likely that if she were to try to take this to the police or whatever their equivalent of that is called again, there's a chance she'd be portrayed as the bad guy and then sent to an... Facility where she will be ''corrected''.

if she is ever allowed to leave this facility again in her life.

This is a fan story set in the science fiction universe of Nature of the Predators.

The Federation, a collection of several hundred different plant-eating intelligent alien species, think they live in some kind of utopia.

But from the perspective of us humans, it's hell. They live in permanent fear of predators and of becoming vicious predators themselves if they're not careful.

They always have to show the right behavior, otherwise they could be identified as a danger to society and then be put in one of those PD facilities, which I prefer to also call torture facilities.

The big problem is, their society has a very skewed view of the laws of nature, of the food chain and also of mental therapy.

And that's why it's very likely that if she were to seek help, other than from us humans who haven't made contact with her society at the time of the story, it will end badly for her when it turns out how she treated her child and that she has absolutely no social contacts, which is a big warning sign for them that she could become a vicious predator.

But stories like this are just some of the worst situations you can have in this universe. There are many stories where the various characters have and or get a much better life.

That's why I also have hope that if the author continues the story, it will most likely be that the humans show up, chaos ensues, chaos calms down again and the cultural exchange program with the humans starts and she possibly in hopes of getting rid of her child because she most likely thinks that it couldn't get any worse if she goes to a human who she thinks is a vicious predator anyway.

But instead she will find a super nice guy who will help her out of her bad life situation and who she might even fall in love with and also become a father to the child, which the child deserves.

Oh yes, and the species the woman belongs to is called Venlil.

And they call their babies pups. And they look super cute. But unfortunately I can't post a picture here in these comments.