I think my Gramma suggested from when I was young "just to get it out" that I was not European and that since my dad is older however much he is and whatever other reason that my mom can't take care of me. My Gramma used to lift me as I ran across the road more times than I can remember. I have a picture of my mom squatting with me standing holding my arm. My mom thinks my Gramma is God to me.
Oh, and make me upset so you think in attitude I talked back so that's why. Yer not supposed to be giving me those messages. How crafty. I'm not living in fear of the unknown.
I can fall back and make it make sense, but I think it's sin.