u/Abbiescrets

My sister and I were raised in hippie culture. Yes this was largely clothing free. As kids we saw some stuff, did some, did some things lol. Back on topic Mom was the authoritarian, responsible for order and discipline. Dad from what I remember anyway was more lighthearted and fun. Maybe it's just complicated between us girls. I remember so many mixed signals, blurred lines. This made my sister and I uneasy around her. Not that we feared or mourned her, it's that we didn't quite know how to act and behave in her presence at certain times.

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Idk if I'm making any sense and I'm two glasses of wine in after a rough day with my daughter. Maybe just venting. Thanks for any thoughts in advance.