Funny story. A friend of my parents when I was 5 and my sister was 7 tried to separate us. I disobeyed and unwittingly interfered with his plan.
15 years later I put it together.
That parents shouldn't trust their creepy friends either.
That parents shouldn't trust their creepy friends either.
If this isn't the goddamned truth... Story time!
When we were new parents, we made the mistake of keeping some one of those "good friends" but still a "bar-fly" type couple. We'd hang out, nothing big - drink and socialize - whatever. We really got along great and even after we had our first kid, they weren't immediately the "peace out" type, so we thought that was pretty cool of them. Anyways, one day the wife pissed me off by asking the woman to be our daughter's Godmother after a few fun nights camping and drinking. I didn't think she was that great for that, plus we hadn't really talked in depth about it. Just a gut feeling really. It happened anyways. Side note, that during our friendship, we never got to the point of asking them let alone ANYONE (even my parents), to babysit. We just didn't feel comfortable yet.
Well, we had an unrelated falling out (about 3 years ago, haven't talked since), and only recently found out the guy is an absolute piece of shit. He's the older of two sons, and evidently his (gasp) turbo-liberal mom divorced when he was 14 and his little bro was 10. Babysitter was a male faggot who molested the 10 year old little bro while older bro laughed and called them both gay. Mom claimed they were making it up and babysitter couldn't possibly be a faggot, let alone her angelic sons, as she slept around and left them to their own devices. It was such a thing, little bro shut down and couldn't talk about it, to anyone, even his now wife after several years of marriage and a child.
We're good friends with little bro and his wife/family, and little bro hid this from her until recently, due to his own son reaching 10 years old and his wife getting to the point of asking "WTF is wrong with you?!" So needless to say, after breaking down and telling everything, he's having disassociative and cognitive "keeping shit together" issues. I mean, the poor guys childhood died at age 10 from being literally raped by a faggot in position of trust and power, then betrayed by those who are supposed to protect.
The couple we should never have kept around, in hindsight, had SO MANY RED FLAGS. Do not ever ignore them.
Oh, and my hatred for all things faggotry has reached new depths.. They recruit.
My brother was my Dad stand-in for protection.
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