(incest? Be warned i guess) when i was a kid i remember looking at my mom and her boyfriend arguing and thinking that she should just break up with him; i would grow up and be a better partner to her somehow. i always pitied her and was desperate to make things better somehow, i took her side in everything. she never asked me to feel that way obviously and i don't actually hold feelings towards her but just thinking about it makes my head spin. i was in such a vulnerable space back then huh. if someone in my family had made a move on me, then what would have happened? and why was i so open to it in the first place? i was such a malleable kid and i can see it in myself nowadays too. whoever i can be loyal to, i will; i want their praise and attention. i could be their partner, their confidant, their friend, and i get a heady feeling from the idea of absolute devotion... am i fucked or something? how did this happen?