The possibility that both of her parents were lying was more horrible to me than that either one of them had been telling the truth. I had a lot of time to think about this, and for the next million miles it was all I did. Physical abuse was one thing, I thought, but all parents, to varying degrees, manipulate the minds of their kids. Like lawyers with juries and judges, it's their job to bend reality. The best of them do so with honorable intentions at least.
Life is lovely.
It's a gift. You are here for a purpose. Clean your room. Kids equal bombs. Or, in some cases, they are the enemy.