If they truly always knew what was best, if they could drive and have jobs and drink alcohol and smoke cigarettes, if they could come and go as they pleased without asking for permission, if they could make hundreds of decisions about my life and their lives and only ever have to justify themselves with “because I said so,” then I had to believe them worthy of that exalted position. Without blind faith, the whole illusion of the child-parent relationship fell apart, because what is a parent more essentially than a child’s God? I would not lose faith in my Gods. And so, I waited for them to
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