My Pervy Family - Leana Lovings - But I Have A ... -

In conclusion, my family’s story is far from over. And neither is mine. Who knows what the future holds? Maybe I’ll learn to embrace my inner weirdo, or maybe I’ll find a way to break free from the family mold. Either way, I’m excited to find out.

Here’s the thing: I’ve started to develop a bit of a fascination with…well, you know. The same kind of material that my parents are so fond of. And I don’t know what to make of it. Part of me is like, “Leana, what’s wrong with you? You’re basically a chip off the old block!” But another part of me is like, “Wait, maybe I’m just like them. Maybe I’m just as messed up as they are.” My Pervy Family - Leana Lovings - But I Have A ...

But I have a secret, too. One that I haven’t shared with anyone, not even my closest friends. It’s something that makes me wonder if I’m more like my family than I thought. In conclusion, my family’s story is far from over

I guess what I’m trying to say is that family is complicated. And sometimes, the things that make us different are the very things that make us who we are. So, to all the weirdos out there with pervy families, I see you. And I’m right there with you. Maybe I’ll learn to embrace my inner weirdo,

But as I got older, I began to realize that their interests went far beyond just a passing curiosity. They were…obsessed. And not just my parents, either. My siblings and I would often catch each other exchanging awkward glances, wondering how we were related to these people.