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today's first story. Much love, guys. Now, today's

first story comes from Odysseus' kitten, who says, am I the else all here? But not telling my

dad that he wouldn't be walking me down the aisle. So, 25-ish years ago, two dumb 20-year-olds got

drunk and made me.

They had and still have nothing in common.

Don't particularly like one another, but for some reason decided to keep me.

I always lived with my mum full-time.

I love her, don't get me wrong, but she's pretty messy.

Have six other half-siblings.

Two of them have the same dad.

We always had a clean place to live and never went hungry or anything.

But I know that there were times that she did, so we wouldn't.

Mum very clearly loves all of us individually and as her family.

She's just pretty irresponsible.

My dad, I'd say more has has his shit together, but we're

not close. He married Hildy, also mid-40s now, when I was six-ish, and they had my half-brothers,

Jesse 16 and Kyle 14, a few years later. They both have really good jobs and nice house and cars.

I know my dad paid child support, but their lives simply were very different than mine.

I'd come over every other weekend, but after a while they were too busy with the other two,

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