I did the whole “forgiveness” thing and it brought down more trauma and distortion in my life. He’s in prison, and found out that all the private things I’d write to him, he’d share them to the people that write him. He abused me as a child, and I had to go through traumatic domestic violence experiences growing up. He was an alcoholic and drug addict. All he cared about was himself, and now that he’s in prison for a long time he comes clinging to me? He literally was upset when I was only a child that he wasted money on buying me a doll. Yet with his friends he didn’t care on sparing loads of cash on cocaine and booze? So why should I be “compassionate” by letting him and my loser relatives walk on me? I hate him. That’s makes me feel better than to say that I love him.

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