I find it really funny when parents say stuff like because they're projecting, because they're repeating the cycle, and have the audacity to call themselves as the good guys.
It's not really funny, it's exasperating, but joking about it is the way my brother and I be coping when he yells so.
What kind of family did they expect when the only thing they do is wish bad stuff on their children??
Welcome to your front row seat to my identity crisis!
I’m Ollie- half Cuban, half Brazilian, born in the good ‘ole USA. Oh, and also very queer.
I’m an estranged adult child trying to navigate what my own story even is. This comic is eclectic, scattered, told in no particular order- just like how my bizarre life feels at times.
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