Rape and sexual abuse are very common. And until recently the sexual abuse of young people was very, very common. Unfortunately, even today most people keep quiet about it and the vast majority of rapists and abusers are never punished. You probably know some sweet old man who abused his stepdaughter fifty years ago.
Death is far uglier and nastier than you expect. In the movies, people sigh and roll over and go to sleep forever. In reality, death is often slow and horrific. People cry in pain, cough up blood, lose control of their bowels, make a hideous death rattle and look unrecognisable. Sometimes, right at the end, people sit bolt upright in bed and stare around the room. My grandmother died of a stroke when I was 19, and I’ve never got over the horror of it all. It has totally poisoned my memories of her. When I think of her, I see a hideous corpse, back arched, mouth open. It is outrageous that we’re not helped to end our lives. My friend’s dad was literally tortured to death by cancer. You never get over the fear and horror. And you’re never the same after witnessing a bad death.
In general, the horrible people win. The bullies and show offs usually grow up to be successful. And for some reason, it’s always the nice people who die young.
Your children are going to suffer agonising pain, both physical and emotional, and there is nothing you can do about it. Bare minimum they will watch people they love die and then have to face their own death. No one escapes that.
The vast majority of people are talentless mediocrities. It’s only a very small minority who make scientific breakthroughs, create beautiful music, write good poems and novels, and so on. 99% of us are just making up the numbers.
Women find it harder to be friends with one another than men do. There is always an undercurrent of bitchiness and jealousy, in spite of all the “I’m here for ya babes” nonsense.
There is no limit to human evil. Literally anything you can imagine, in your darkest nightmares, is possible. Some people truly are evil. Not sick or deranged, but evil. And I’m not just talking about Fred West or Myra Hindley. There are postmen and accountants on your estate who’d be capable of torture if they got the chance. It’s only the fear of punishment and social ostracism that prevents them.