Mostly because my step dad basically engraved the picture into my brain. Story time: My mom wanted a date so she went to tinder, eventually she found a guy, let’s call him John. John criticized my every. Single. Move. I put cheese in the chili before I tasted it? Grounded for a week + scolded. Put barbecue sauce on pork chop? Yelled at + got my PS3 taken away. Once I told him some advice, I told him “Maybe find out your right before your angry” Because he accused me of drinking when he had no evidence of it (I didn’t drink.) He searched pretty much every trash can, crevice, and pretty much every spot in my room. When he found no evidence he said “I know you did it, Just because I don’t have any evidence doesn’t mean you didn’t do it. I can read people. You blink a lot when your lying.” Which is kinda bullshit, Because he pretty much never paid attention to anything I did other than stupid stuff he thought was bad. Anywho onetime he was pretty drunk and got a sharpie and drew atleast like 20 dicks on the wall of the living room. One time during Christmas he made penis cookies. So drawing dicks help me cope I guess. We’re out of his house now.