I really hate that my stepfather is such a bigot.
I hate more that I don’t engage him much about it because it upsets my mother. I am such a coward and I want to hold together what is left of our family and it bangs back on her. But I feel diminished every time I don’t say something: like I am choosing selfishness for our family, over the greater good.
Which I am, but, God, what sort of example am I setting for the next generation?