Yes. And what’s with these peeps forcing kids to hug, kiss, sit on any persona lap, known to them or not? It feels like a lie. Enforced giving, enforced affection, etc, just gives me the creeps at any age, especially for innocent children. nostr:note1q0sf97g7ceg5ya9r58ljugv9twll4mspv0m25adztulx6j6sl9vsp2s25j
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Exactly, it IS a series of lies, point of fact. Difficult to teach away greed and hoarding when the whole point is to tell Santa everything you want, oh, and your parents were lying…if the kids ask for something impossible either Santa sucks, or they’ve been misbehaved and don’t deserve the things they desire. Either way it’s not great for childhood self perceptive development and trust.
my parents never spun that yarn to me, seriously what kind of human being thinks that's a good idea?
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I remember being so disappointed that my parents had lied (Santa rug), but then my 6 years younger brother would have suffered if I made a scene, so I zipped it. Made me wonder what else they’d misrepresented, and what else they were prepared to misrepresent in the years to come.
Exactly! They also made you (and me as the oldest) complicit in their dirty little conspiratorial bundle of lies! 😆 Might as well break the chains of naive trust earlier than later I suppose!
I dearly wish I had the balls to break that shackle early, instead of seeking parental and social approval for so many years, and missing the mark of who I truly am.
I’m glad to hear this, it seems as though I was spared prolonged suffering by a nuclear family implosion early in life. I’ve often thought only if and been riddled with guilt, now, fingers crossed, we’re building the framework for healthy extended family relations out of the ashes. My folks, dead, wouldn’t agree, but their sentiment blew my family to pieces long ago so to hell with them. We’re doing great! It sounds like it happened for you eventually, that’s worth celebrating no matter when it occurs. Curate your family! 💜
Such a blessing to know, live, and own this truth.
I grew up with a father playing doctors with my sister, and training her to abuse me as well (stirring shit up for no reason, i was a devoted big brother, my father corrupted her). It's the same shit.
You know that every single motherfucking psycho who gets attention feeds the Beast. Part of how we win is shunning every last bit of psychotic personality disorder shit we encounter. It makes me so mad these days I don't have any problem going really out of my way to get the fuck away, at all costs, you must get out from under these abusers.
I am quite sure that every asshole you stop doing business with weakens the power base of those higher up. When Trent Reznor sings "God money, let's go dancing on the backs of the bruised" thats the good people who don't get out from under the vampires.
Took me until end of 2021 (45 years) to finally figure out that 9 out of 10 people I dealt with were taking me for a ride and the rest I was begging to for help.
Literally nearly killed me.
Dear God , that’s brutal. You’re amazing and strong for standing up, calling out, and stepping away (despite that it extracted so much of your time, innocence and peace of mind). That is the only way to break the chain of abuse, in your life, and in future generations. Peace be with you, my brother.
💯 I was about that same age when the legacy of abuse came into focus for me. It sure takes a while to sort, and influences the types of relationships you foster with people until that awakening. Glad to hear you made it out brother. 🫂