I forgive you for taking my life away from me, before my previously designated time, from the virus or vaccines you made for just that purpose, so that when I die, because your vaccines stripped away my human aura and I am no longer human, the other alien dimension I go into, which is not for human kind, is so alien that we die with a look of shock and horror on our faces, but that's OK, because I don't bear any grudge against you. Well, maybe not you, but I certainly would - never my spirit or soul, to be born human again, because your extermination of our human species makes that impossible, or from where our soul or spirit now resides and for eternity, assuming that our spirit or soul does not die, ever - yes, I can imagine forgiveness would be the last thing any spirit or soul would have in mind, or the fate which now awaits them, to be that terrified of it.
Oct 22, 2022·edited Oct 22, 2022Liked by Rob Dubya
Congratulations on your accomplishment, it's terrific, ^_^ and makes a very good and very timely post. I've had only a very few similar situations myself, and forgiveness does wonders for one's own psychological and even physical well-being, and oh, how I do understand...
While I can pretty much acknowledge that the onus of my brothers' behavior toward me is their own "stuff," and isn't about me at all, really, there is the persistent issue of their very destructive, deliberate, and vicious attack on me, which includes trying to convince my parents that I am a bad person, that I am trying to "take over their lives" and have "absolute control" over them, which is ABUSE of my folks on its face, while they goad and insult and bully me, trying to drive me to rage, which isn't difficult, while they both pretend to be morally upright and righteous. But it's clear, and astoundingly obvious, that it's at the expense of my folks, who are neglected, left to manage their own lives, which is rapidly becoming quite alarmingly concerning to me, and seem pretty much left out of the conversation except when my dear brothers are telling them to give over their control to keep ME from having control... It's like a farcical comedy of gaslighting...
Both brothers could be looking for ways to get help for them, to get care for them NOW, but they are both completely preoccupied with having control of the money, and with what happens to it after my folks are dead. I am more interested in what happens to my parents BEFORE they're dead, which is beginning alarming to me, as my mother, the Keeper of the Domicile, sinks slowly into cognitive disarray. We, my family, are the end of our line, we five nuclear members, and then we're done, forever.
Forgive them? I can forgive and forget things done to ME. These, my brothers, are people so self-absorbed and narcissistic that it's easy to see it's "their stuff." But when, in an attempt to get to ME, they choose to neglect and distress my folks, then no. I don't forgive that. It's cruel, and petty, and selfish, and so venal and vile I can barely stand it, it causes me to lose sleep, and to be extremely and endlessly angry and resentful, even though I can go for days in a happy mood, if I stay away from them... Maybe, like you, in ten years or so, I can forgive. But I've already decided that once all things parental are wrapped up, as it were, if my jabbed brothers are still around, I will excise myself from any further ties or doings, and slip out of their ability to have contact with me.
I am trying, so damn hard, to sort and dismiss this hell, so forgive me for a diatribe. I have to find some legal recourse for my parents' sake, whilst I have no money, and for my own physical and emotional well-being, something has to change... Forgive me for puking it on your page... Sigh.
I've never looked forward to having no family... until now. But I can't stand by and watch my parents suffer, even if they're not aware they're suffering...
Sorry that you have been through this. I was just writing this week about how we have to take into account our relationships when it comes to our health or sickness, and how profoundly we are impacted when interacting with the different people in our lives. Like food and diet, relationships can be nourishing, junk, or toxic to our systems (I go into further detail in my latest substack post if this line of inquiry is of interest).
Two of the suggestions in my master list of things to try for folks with chronic illness/trauma are:
- attend to ruptures in interpersonal relationships, past and present. and identify and avoid toxic people;
- practice gratitude, forgiveness, kindness and compassion, seek to let go of chronic anger, hate, despite and try not to engage in judging, blaming and shaming others;
Often people don't get this when they first hear - why should I forgive someone, they did wrong? The point is we are not doing it for the others sake, but "selfishly" for the sake our own health - habouring resentment is poisonous.
A long way to say I fully agree the sentiments you've expressed in the article!
Beautiful, transparent post that many of us can certainly relate to. I've been there in an incredibly similar situation. Thanks for the post.
I forgive you for taking my life away from me, before my previously designated time, from the virus or vaccines you made for just that purpose, so that when I die, because your vaccines stripped away my human aura and I am no longer human, the other alien dimension I go into, which is not for human kind, is so alien that we die with a look of shock and horror on our faces, but that's OK, because I don't bear any grudge against you. Well, maybe not you, but I certainly would - never my spirit or soul, to be born human again, because your extermination of our human species makes that impossible, or from where our soul or spirit now resides and for eternity, assuming that our spirit or soul does not die, ever - yes, I can imagine forgiveness would be the last thing any spirit or soul would have in mind, or the fate which now awaits them, to be that terrified of it.
Congratulations on your accomplishment, it's terrific, ^_^ and makes a very good and very timely post. I've had only a very few similar situations myself, and forgiveness does wonders for one's own psychological and even physical well-being, and oh, how I do understand...
While I can pretty much acknowledge that the onus of my brothers' behavior toward me is their own "stuff," and isn't about me at all, really, there is the persistent issue of their very destructive, deliberate, and vicious attack on me, which includes trying to convince my parents that I am a bad person, that I am trying to "take over their lives" and have "absolute control" over them, which is ABUSE of my folks on its face, while they goad and insult and bully me, trying to drive me to rage, which isn't difficult, while they both pretend to be morally upright and righteous. But it's clear, and astoundingly obvious, that it's at the expense of my folks, who are neglected, left to manage their own lives, which is rapidly becoming quite alarmingly concerning to me, and seem pretty much left out of the conversation except when my dear brothers are telling them to give over their control to keep ME from having control... It's like a farcical comedy of gaslighting...
Both brothers could be looking for ways to get help for them, to get care for them NOW, but they are both completely preoccupied with having control of the money, and with what happens to it after my folks are dead. I am more interested in what happens to my parents BEFORE they're dead, which is beginning alarming to me, as my mother, the Keeper of the Domicile, sinks slowly into cognitive disarray. We, my family, are the end of our line, we five nuclear members, and then we're done, forever.
Forgive them? I can forgive and forget things done to ME. These, my brothers, are people so self-absorbed and narcissistic that it's easy to see it's "their stuff." But when, in an attempt to get to ME, they choose to neglect and distress my folks, then no. I don't forgive that. It's cruel, and petty, and selfish, and so venal and vile I can barely stand it, it causes me to lose sleep, and to be extremely and endlessly angry and resentful, even though I can go for days in a happy mood, if I stay away from them... Maybe, like you, in ten years or so, I can forgive. But I've already decided that once all things parental are wrapped up, as it were, if my jabbed brothers are still around, I will excise myself from any further ties or doings, and slip out of their ability to have contact with me.
I am trying, so damn hard, to sort and dismiss this hell, so forgive me for a diatribe. I have to find some legal recourse for my parents' sake, whilst I have no money, and for my own physical and emotional well-being, something has to change... Forgive me for puking it on your page... Sigh.
I've never looked forward to having no family... until now. But I can't stand by and watch my parents suffer, even if they're not aware they're suffering...
Sorry that you have been through this. I was just writing this week about how we have to take into account our relationships when it comes to our health or sickness, and how profoundly we are impacted when interacting with the different people in our lives. Like food and diet, relationships can be nourishing, junk, or toxic to our systems (I go into further detail in my latest substack post if this line of inquiry is of interest).
Two of the suggestions in my master list of things to try for folks with chronic illness/trauma are:
- attend to ruptures in interpersonal relationships, past and present. and identify and avoid toxic people;
- practice gratitude, forgiveness, kindness and compassion, seek to let go of chronic anger, hate, despite and try not to engage in judging, blaming and shaming others;
Often people don't get this when they first hear - why should I forgive someone, they did wrong? The point is we are not doing it for the others sake, but "selfishly" for the sake our own health - habouring resentment is poisonous.
A long way to say I fully agree the sentiments you've expressed in the article!