omigosh that reminds me after that Christmas when my (older) sister came and found some weed she'd forgotten in our home years before, and smoke it with my mother, and they got super uninhibited and told me so many rude things and laughed at me so much... (I didn't know they had smoked) First thing on the next morning, I ran away from home and all my sister found was good to do was to try to call me and saturate my vocal message inbox with ...probably the sort of thing you too must have heard >__>
Oddly enough, that did not make me want to come back. Wait! It's not odd!
(thankfully it got a lot better over time, even though my sister is persuaded I'm trans because I have a conjunction of Mars and Venus in opposition to two other planets in my astral theme. Srsly.)
Early in 2016, I came out of the closet. Please enjoy my chickenscratch about what things have been like since.
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