Sent with a different, also very tired owl
I really don't know where to start.
The way you treated us before is in the past. I know that. I do not count you hitting me or threatening them as 'adolescents.' I count you being childish as adolescents. And Walden, however much I love you, sometimes you are fucking childish. And so am I. And I think it's pretty hypocritical of us to expect our kids to be more mature than we are. I think we've done a pretty good job with them, but you don't have to look hard at Louisa to see that she is the way she is because she felt she needed to parent us. To be the calm, rational one who doesn't let her emotions get in the way of everything, because otherwise we'll all kill each other. And that makes me damn ashamed, to be honest.
You said nothing about keeping him out of danger. I said he wasn't talking to me much and you seemed to leap to attack him on his childishness. I have no idea what's gone on between you and why you're angry with him, but it's my maternal instinct to stand up for him. I'm sorry if I was too vehement in the way I did that. Alright. I'm sorry, I was too vehement. I know you care about us. I know you don't want to hurt him. I said what I said because you kept talking about him being a Death Eater, and I was talking about him being a boy. The latter is more important. I don't honestly give a shit about him being a good Death Eater as long as he doesn't get himself killed, and if I'd realised you were talking about his safety then I wouldn't have been so quick to accuse you. All I heard was how he needed to be a Great Death Eater blah blah blah, and I lashed out. I'm sorry. Alright? I'm sorry.
I do think he needs to be coddled. Your way of managing his behaviour doesn't work. You're too similar, it just turns into a fight. I know he's of age, but he's still a child.
STOP being distracted. I forgave you a long time ago, but I won't forgive you if you go and get yourself killed.
I thought we were past threatening to leave each other, but apparently not.
Of course your pain matters to me.
Don't get killed.
I love you too.
I'm sorry.
I also kind of hate that you assume I'm harking back to the past all the time. I'm not. It's just you now.
I don't give a shit about the Dark Lord. It was fun back in the 70s. It's not now.
I love you and I'm sorry and don't die you asshole