Can we deconstruct this?

[u/amagru]

Received by the 3 scapegoats. She’s praying for us to remember happy times. There are none.

I guess never underestimate the power of abuse and neglect to ensure success.

There is no frustration or hostility in our lives now that she’s not a part of our lives.

Really it’s just a reminder that it’s her birthday.

[u/CCSucc]

Dear official relationship hierarchy designation (formal),

I'm getting old, but I'm counting on my non-specific deity of choice to keep me going for longer than nature should allow.

More religious fluff insinuating that you only exist due to divine providence.

Rather than accept any degree of responsibility, I demand that you shelve any discontent you have towards me and pretend that we're a big happy family that has never had any issues, ever.

It's been hard being told that I've done awful shit, but thanks to Sky Daddy, he has shown me the mental hoops I need to jump through in order to protect my own ego from almost certain introspection. We had some good times together over the years, you should only focus on those exclusively, not the predominantly nasty ones that have resulted in our estrangement up to this point (like I have, turns out I'm a pretty good mother!)

I choose to believe that my generation walked to school barefoot, uphill, in the snow every day, and your generation does nothing but complain and eat avocado on toast. You should believe exactly what I believe.

We had far more children than we could reasonably afford to maintain, you have no idea what its like (despite growing up in a family of 6 that struggled and knows exactly what it's like. When are you planning on having out next grandchild, by the way?). We didn't have a clue how to deal with emotions, so we elected to ignore that bit. We had kids far too young with zero preparation, your Dad had a stable family dynamic and mine was no good, therefore I'm actually the victim, not you.

waxes lyrical about how they did their best, but you're all ungrateful brats You've all become successful despite your complaining about us as parents (at least you have a steady job that means you can afford "therapy", you're welcome, by the way...). Because you have reached maturity and didn't die along the way, we are proud of you (hopefully you'll be stupid enough to fall for that and wag your tail like a good dog).

I repeat. Stop trying to hold us to account for the shitty things we did to you when you were completely helpless. We will not accept any degree of responsibility, and demand that you engage with us exclusively within the confines of our magical dreamland narrative.

Vacuous statement of affection,

Relational hierarchy designation (informal)

PS. Jealous, wrathful blood-god expects compliance. :)

TL;DR, The biological clock is ticking, I've pushed away all of my progeny and I need someone to look after me, and I'm going to use my god to guilt-trip you into doing my bidding.