Family, Friends, Fakes & Frauds (Part 1) — And Why You Keep Them Around

Your Effin’ Love Story · Jun 25, 2026 · 23m

I got my ass beaten with a rubber paddle while my father held me down with his forearm and my mother switched hands when her right arm got tired.

They called it spanking. I call it what it was.

That's where this one starts — not to revisit the wound, but because you cannot talk honestly about family without being honest about what family actually was. For me. In my house. On my specific body.

This episode is about the inventory. Family. Friends. Fakes and frauds. Not the definitions you were handed — the ones you actually live by, whether you've named them or not.

I'm going to tell you about…