I will never converse in writing with you ever again for you to cut and paste to share such personal topics on abuse with the world in an attempt to belittle what you have done to us all.
But you broke my confidence on a family secret. Bit rich from someone who agreed not to tell anyone my secret, then within 72 hours told the person directly involved. Hypocrite, Yes, of course. I found out that you had broken my confidence and divulged the secret I told you to the person who it was about. This was private, too. Between you and I. How are you able to condemn me thus, yet you did worse than that to me. You know I publish everything.
What have I done. Please do not tell me “IT?” If you were not ashamed of the words you spoke to me, exposure would have meant nothing to you. Only when what you say brings condemnation upon your soul would you feel shame. Your shame is in calling your mother Kay and me Derek. It is in forgetting who we are and what we did for you. It is in the ability to cut those who love you dearly out of your life and the life of your children without remorse or care. I was there when your body started it’s mortal journey, as was your mum. We both witnessed together the bond we shared with you as you jerked into life, and we held you together in our arms and cried. We will continue to pray to God for Him to release us from that bond and hope he will show us leniency and grant it. If not, we will be there when your life ends to return to us in the covenant we made with God to be sealed to you for time and all eternity and to restore you back to how you were before Oliver led you off the long but strait path back to Him and took you onto the crooked path to Hell. That is my promise to you. Not all is lost yet because of what we did in the Temple of our Lord for you.
I live a life where I try to have as much peace and serenity in a world that is chaotic beyond words. I always try to be kind to others, have an understanding for their situations and a genuine empathy. However I have always been hugely bothered by bullies, narcissists, liars and jealousy. All things that you possess in abundance.
Oh, bullies, narcissists, liars, and jealousy. None of these are traits I possess to any great degree. Why is it that only my children see what I am not instead of what I am.
I’m happy with my decision to keep you and Kay as far away as I can from my children, my husband and myself. I know it is the right thing to do. Just skimming your blog reinforces this, it reminds me of what you are and I’m grateful for that reminder.
And there in lies the Shame I was referring to. Your heart has to be stone cold to make such a selfish decision and has to be frozen to do it Happily. You refer to me as a narcissist yet nothing demonstrate the attitude of an narcissist more than to take away the free agency of my Grandchildren by saying my decision to keep you and Kay as far away as I can from my children. What if that is not what they want. What if they do not want you to control their mind like that. What if they want their grandparents in their lives. You will obviously have to force your opinion on them and do it by telling them things that only make sense in your mind not necessarily yours. Your responsibility is to guide them and direct them through their childhood years to adulthood when they will make their own decision. It is not to coerce and control their mindset and mould them into how you want them to be, no, it is to allow them to flourish and grow into who they really are. What you suggest is clearly narcissistic in nature.
I do not live in hope that one day you’ll have an epiphany and change, I know this will not happen in my lifetime. I do, however wish you well. I wish you to experience the feeling of contentment and inner happiness before the end of your days. I have taken on board what you have said about how happy Kay is and I feel at peace with this also that you can both enjoy each others company during your end of life experience.
I do not want to change. I am fine as I am. I have empathy and concern about how my words may affect people but sometimes the truth hurts. That is life. I try very hard not to lie about anything but my opinion can be so logical that I will not back down on what I believe is true. I am diplomatic. I care about people. I love my family whether emancipated or not. I love your mother with all of my mind body and soul. I consider myself to be a good all-round person. I try to choose the right but sometimes the right is subjective.
No hard feelings, no anger etc. Let’s just wish each other well as we go our separate ways content knowing that each of us is loving our best lives. Accepting that this cannot be possible with us on any sort of speaking terms.
I already realise that nothing in our relationship will ever be the same again. I knew that at the moment I found out that you had broken my confidence and divulged the secret I told you to the person who it was about. I know that we will never laugh at the same jokes ever again or go on family holidays. I do not want you back in our lives, you cause to many problems for us. Your social expectation are completely at odds with ours as are your values. We just do not get on, however, you are our daughter. Together we created you and became bonded to you at your first breath. We love you without any condition and we do not even have a choice in that. We love our grandchildren in the same way. By weaponizing them against us to specifically hurt us was very wrong of you and devasted your mother to this day. I do not want to visit with you, or to see your new house or Jude’s private school or walk on the beach in the afternoon with you, or meet your friends. I do not want you ringing your mother stirring up trouble or forcing your pie in the sky assumptions on her. What I want is for you to send your mother a birthday card or anniversary card, to be concerned about her when she is ill, to acknowledge your relationships to her. to wish her a Happy Christmas and send her a card, to be told of Jude’s and Zach’s achievements and successes, to allow us to send cards and presents to them, to send us photos of them, to let our grandchildren know we love them and in doing these things make my wife happy instead of sad. To be at our funeral
Pride comes before a fall
Naomi tries as hard as she can to give an impression as though she is not bother. That cutting off her parents is on a parr with going to the local shop to buy a Bounty and a can of coke. That is not her true feelings, but she has always played that charade. She has done exactly that here when she says, “Honestly, wishing you and Kay all the happiness in the world during your end of life experience.” Please cease all contact with me from here on in and I too will do the same ” She does not mean the words she writes, and if she does, then she is even more callous and uncaring then I had anticipated. She hides behind her pride. Having said that, We will give her the wish she has asked for and stop speaking directly to her. that does not mean that I will stop writing about her in my blog and on Facebook. It intrigues me that a person might be capable of switching off their history. That they can turn off the bond that they once had and blank the years of them growing up. I have never heard of such a fete being successful. However, this is Naomi, and she has a lot of pride.
She then replies nonchalantly.
This email address will now be deleted. It will not
Honestly, wishing you and Kay all the happiness in the world during your end of life experience. Sarcasm
Please cease all contact with me from here on in and I too will do the same. She does not mean it
Nai 😊
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