My mother lied to my dad about being on the pill, conceived me then hid me for a year, and finally let my father know he had a child but would dodge him and move once he located us. All the while she would tell me about how "he wasn't shit and your dad left us." It was then that looking around my atmosphere of mostly middle-aged and older women without men that told me something was off. These creatures were human, sure, but they were very different from the "sugar, spice, and everything nice" slogans that had been advertised.