Oh yeah weird blobby color I'm not able to describe? Try to be more sensitive to the people who didn't even have a mom or dad. For instance, I got abused by a crazy legal guardian and was even homeless during some of my teenage years, my holidays consisted of the reinforcement that I had no friends or family who cared if I lived or died and that I lived in abject poverty. Then when I found my biological mother at age 30 she died four years later from cancer, and I never found my biological dad. I'm frankly sick of your gushy posts about having actual parenting growing up.

There's always some who had it worse. Try to enjoy the friends who have posts like these so you can experience a little of their happiness too.