[Man, there's a lot to unpack here. When Dante comes back to this and sees Noah's blowup he winces, letting out a long sigh. Man, he's always expecting Noah to blow up at him, but he hadn't been expecting the whole life story thing. Why do people do this to him? Does he just have that kind of face that says "pour your whole life story out to me; I'm a kind and generous person and would be glad to help you out!" or something? And now if he says anything rude to Noah he'll just look like a dick--even more of a dick than he usually is.]
okay look
first and foremost none of this goes beyond the two of us i'm not gonna spread your shit everywhere so do me a favor and don't spread mine i don't need people playing armchair psychologist trying to pretend they understand me
that all being said yeah. you've been dealt a damn shitty hand, no pun intended. i get that
but you aren't the only one who's had it rough. i'm not gonna make this a pissing contest because you'll win every time so don't think i'm complaining that i've got it harder than you
but i've got my own issues too. sure i got to tour around with my folks but what the fuck does a 10 year old do when everybody around them is either adults looking to play him to get close to his father or the children of those adults doing what their parents told them to? i got to see all these places but only from bus windows or on private tours that only show you the "good stuff". the eiffel tower, the arc de triomphe, notre dame
you see the homeless on the streets and get ushered by and have to pretend they don't exist because that's not what you have to "care" about when you're famous, unless you're making donations to charity for press opportunities
you're only somewhere a week or two at a time, maybe a month if you're really lucky. making friends is stupid because they never last once you're gone
yeah i'm lucky. i'm privileged. i've got my parents' money and the freedom to do with it what i want as long as i play the part of their perfect son and stand at their galas and receptions to have rich assholes' daughters shoved my way as a potential "match" for them. as long as i talk business and politics in ways that are completely false because who knew school could actually teach you shit, but if i voice an opinion that actually stands up for what's right it'll cause a scandal and potentially end with my parents out of work and blacklisted from being able to make a living for themselves
maybe my parents didn't throw me out but they definitely didn't have time for me. my grandma's the one that raised me until they decided they wanted to parade me around, and then as soon as i dared to do something *i* wanted to do that wasn't acceptable by their standards they kicked me back to her again
(not that i'm complaining about that part, but it's still something that happened)
even when she died they couldn't be assed to come home and take care of their son
so yeah
sure i've got privilege and i've had opportunities you haven't
but if i do anything with them i'm fucked
and before you tell me i should do it anyways and piss off my parents even if it means they cut me off keep in mind that ari's in the same position as i am
so yeah i drink and make dumb choices and live like i don't care and am a dick to anyone i please
not much else i can do right now, not until i get some sort of a degree and can actually support myself first
but my POINT IS that shit happens and you can choose to let it rule you or you can move the fuck on
sure i could be a moody piece of shit because my parents want to control my thoughts and emotions and have me be their perfect son to make connections and build their social standing in the world
but they're just doing what's best for them and it's stupid for me to waste my time being pissed off about it because that isn't gonna change shit
so long story short yeah shit sucks but you don't know anyone else's story either so stop assuming that everyone else is walking on sunshine just because you aren't
3/12
okay look
first and foremost none of this goes beyond the two of us i'm not gonna spread your shit everywhere so do me a favor and don't spread mine i don't need people playing armchair psychologist trying to pretend they understand me
that all being said yeah. you've been dealt a damn shitty hand, no pun intended. i get that
but you aren't the only one who's had it rough. i'm not gonna make this a pissing contest because you'll win every time so don't think i'm complaining that i've got it harder than you
but i've got my own issues too. sure i got to tour around with my folks but what the fuck does a 10 year old do when everybody around them is either adults looking to play him to get close to his father or the children of those adults doing what their parents told them to? i got to see all these places but only from bus windows or on private tours that only show you the "good stuff". the eiffel tower, the arc de triomphe, notre dame
you see the homeless on the streets and get ushered by and have to pretend they don't exist because that's not what you have to "care" about when you're famous, unless you're making donations to charity for press opportunities
you're only somewhere a week or two at a time, maybe a month if you're really lucky. making friends is stupid because they never last once you're gone
yeah i'm lucky. i'm privileged. i've got my parents' money and the freedom to do with it what i want as long as i play the part of their perfect son and stand at their galas and receptions to have rich assholes' daughters shoved my way as a potential "match" for them. as long as i talk business and politics in ways that are completely false because who knew school could actually teach you shit, but if i voice an opinion that actually stands up for what's right it'll cause a scandal and potentially end with my parents out of work and blacklisted from being able to make a living for themselves
maybe my parents didn't throw me out but they definitely didn't have time for me. my grandma's the one that raised me until they decided they wanted to parade me around, and then as soon as i dared to do something *i* wanted to do that wasn't acceptable by their standards they kicked me back to her again
(not that i'm complaining about that part, but it's still something that happened)
even when she died they couldn't be assed to come home and take care of their son
so yeah
sure i've got privilege and i've had opportunities you haven't
but if i do anything with them i'm fucked
and before you tell me i should do it anyways and piss off my parents even if it means they cut me off keep in mind that ari's in the same position as i am
so yeah i drink and make dumb choices and live like i don't care and am a dick to anyone i please
not much else i can do right now, not until i get some sort of a degree and can actually support myself first
but my POINT IS that shit happens and you can choose to let it rule you or you can move the fuck on
sure i could be a moody piece of shit because my parents want to control my thoughts and emotions and have me be their perfect son to make connections and build their social standing in the world
but they're just doing what's best for them and it's stupid for me to waste my time being pissed off about it because that isn't gonna change shit
so long story short yeah shit sucks but you don't know anyone else's story either so stop assuming that everyone else is walking on sunshine just because you aren't
also that was really fucking long so
sorry about that part