Confession and/or projection…

Black sheeps in the family, skeletons in the closet, or, in today’s crude vernacular, just plain “family fuck ups” that you want to hide away from the rest of the world.  Heck, maybe YOU are or were that one, the FFU. 😲 

Not to mention the birds, bees, educated fleas, but even presidents have them, FFUs. (I’m thinking of messed-up Hunter Biden at the moment, but Billy “Beer” Carter, Roger Clinton, hell, even “W” himself was once the FFU, so says the movie.  Don’t dare me to drag the Trumpster-Dumpster into it!) So, who are you to be any different?  News flash: You aren’t.

  • Without giving too much detail, what kind of FFUs are you hiding?  Ex-cons?  Drug abusers?  Spouse beaters?  Pervs?  Other?
  • How successful is or has been rehabilitation for such? 10%--50--100%?  What has been your experience with FFU’s rehab?  Or, is the dastardly FFU still in motion?

Lay it on us!

(by PrimalSoup)

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