Okay, I know what *MY* deal is.
I'm kinda stuck in a life that I really see no way of escaping. A big part of MY deal is that I was raised without a dad who walked out on his family and so I have it in me to be the dad my dad never was.
So, I'm living where I live, working where I work, doing what I do – day to day – mostly to be here for my kid.
... 'cept my kid's being raised by a JW – a religion I hate!
.. but...
... since I'm not a control freak and live and let live, I figure that if wife wants to be a dub... cool... knock yourself out – be a dub.
All I know is that I want to be a dad for my daughter cause I know that I can, and if I do it right, I might make a difference in her life later on.
Fuckt up, huh?
Long story short... I'm here because I don't have much of a social life and, since you're here too, I suspect the same of you. I COULD – and if I chose to tap deeper into my assholeness (which I know exists) I WOULD – have a different life than the one I have now. I'd just go for mine. Move out like Daddy did. Get a girlfriend... or two... or five, and let my daughter find her own way. As it is, I'm a chump, I guess.
So, in order to have some interaction with fellow life forms, to share my views and listen to the views of others, I hang out with a bunch of bitter, dysfunctional ex-JWs on an online discussion board. A part of me hates admitting it but at this time in my life you people are the only real friends I have.
There! I said it!!
I stop short of calling you "family" only because the word is more important to me than to apply it to perfect strangers.
Then again, I only *think* I know members of my family so my respect for the word may be overstated. Lord knows that my blood relatives often surprise me with some of the silly, off-the-wall stuff they say; stuff I'd never expect to hear from people I thought I "knew" only to make me think that I really don't know them at all.
So I wonder... what *is* family.
Right now... maybe JW.com.