Replacing the much lamented 'On My Mind' profile option, this thread is for musings, jottings, whimsies, preoccupations and the rest of the thesaurus for anyone to jot down anything they please.
I can't remember what the maximum character count was before, can anyone else? But anyway it wasn't very many so let's keep to that.
TS1 sent a packet, yes a packet on bullying to several family members, including to my mom's husband. I was caring for him and mom for four years, he had general decline but still very sharp. Mom lost in the depths of dementia. TS1 was angry because I was there helping them and thought it was a result of my bullying them that I was there. Twisteds really preferred their denial at that point and thought there were no dementia problems there and TS1 never visited or assisted. She lives about 5 miles away. She was afraid of me verbally assaulting her, the therapist!😂😂
TS2 sent letters to professionals that my mom had hired over the years. The list included the CPA, attorneys, doctors, etc. She was wanting to verify the extent of the dementia, whether mom needed care, what was appropriate care and the value of home care all the while telling these people what mistakes, as she judged, I had made in my life, including my first marriage 35 years earlier even some things that went back to high school. I found out about the TS2 letter because mom's husband showed it to me. He was hurt and astounded by the accusations made against me. He and I were very close.
The TS2 letter sent to the pros was given to me by mom's husband again after it was given to him by their CPA. Again the hurt for him. I scanned and sent that to TS2 and she was angry that someone had given it to me. Of course, I did not tell her where it came from.
Just a sampling of the craziness of my two twisted sisters. I haven't talked with TS1, the therapist in about five years now.
I should have posted this to the dysfunctional family thread. Ahhh, the memories.and the support I received from so many here when I needed it the most.💕💕
And then TS2 was driving me nuts, time and time again, asking for the one missing receipt that was $12 something cents!
I've tried so hard to stop dwelling on past hurts from family and yet I still find myself awake at night thinking about these things. The fact that they still don't think what they did was wrong really galls me. Things my older brother did when I was growing up would be considered abuse today. I remember once he literally dragged me out of a room by my collar. Purposely handed me a steaming hot plate. Those are the physical things. The mental abuse was much worse. Not just from him but all my siblings. Today, they wonder why I avoid them. Hmph!!
"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger." Nietzsche was full of it. He was miserable and took his own life. What doesn't kill you might still give you PTSD. Take care of yourselves.
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I keep forgetting today's my bday... then I look at the date. lol I'm busy with school and preoccupied. I wish I could have done something to celebrate -- dinner with friends was scheduled -- but I'm behind in school so that has to get caught up. I had some chocolates a bestie sent me🙂
Golden you are sending that polar express down here again. Stop it! It is expected to last the rest of the week with slight warming on friday. And the winds!
Ali, Happy Birthday, enjoy it when you can, and if you are busy now, why not spread the celebration and kindness to yourself over the next week or so rather than let today pass you by in a rush…🎂
may all your bday wishes come true!! :) :) :)
you mentioned the quote:
"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
here are some counter-quotes:
"What doesn't kill you...gives you a lot of unhealthy coping mechanisms and a really dark sense of humour."
"Dear whatever doesn't kill me, I'm strong enough now. Thanks."
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have a great bday celebration ali! :)
I listen to a lot of complaints from the older ladies on my hallway. Some routinely decline things - showers, shampoos, snacks, books, etc. then tell their families that they press call buttons and never get a response. I've haven't called for anything that I didn't get in 5 min.
I've had visitors daily - my son, DIL, and his kids. Kids can ride their bicycles once streets and paths are clear of snow. They bring me way too many treats. My best friend will arrive next week. I'm looking forward to her coming. I'll have someone to help me. She's very creative and can help me figure out how to decorate my AL suite, craft projects or whatever.