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Of course, an aussie cuck pushing for the vax

Ha! That did make me chuckle. But if I were to marry anyone like my mother, I would kill myself.

We've got a bit in common. My father didn't die, though. My mom left him, and she dragged us along for the ride during my pubescent years. Immediately learned she had a problem with men and would take it out on any lead male around, which immediately became me. Long story; won't go into it. My father had a nice company going, and would still visit us for a week twice a month, then once a month, then once every few months, then seldom until I finished HS. I still traveled down and worked for him every summer in his warehouses until the recession, then I moved into one of his Miami condos and worked for him full time for several years until finding my own way.

He married his secretary ten years back and now he rarely talks to any of us. Pissed his company away too. My boomer parents had everything and literally ruined everything they built and gained, and left nothing for my sister and myself. We worked our asses off, and we PAY our parents who had every opportunity, took it, thrived off of it, then cashed out and lost. I do what I do because of a base familiar instinct, but I am very bitter about it. I send my father money regularly- a PhD holder and industry-respected publicist/translator for decades... borderline broke!

I do it because of sense of family, but it's always been broken. I do ok, but my sister is the big money maker. Why am I the one dealing with the aftermath of a squandered wealth? I didn't care much until recently; never wanted kids, and now I do. Unfortunately now I'm never in one place for long, and am away from home for months at a time. Relationships are off the menu, as are single women without other mens' brats and tattoos.