My Parents, I’ve gone into detail on another thread (the have you ever hit your parents one) and will not be going into detail again here.

You could link it.

my parents… i don’t speak to either of them anymore, its been approx 5 years for my dad 4 years for my mom

I have many people in my life that I enjoy talking to and being around, but I don’t have many people I consider real friends. The kind you open your heart and soul and trust with your emotions. I met a woman who I got to know and grew to love as a real friend. I loved her husband and counted him as a friend and someone I trusted with my emotions and love. He is a wonderful man.

Over I period of time, I realized she used me as a decoy to have an affair. It was a very emotionally complicated time in both of our lives. After I confronted her about what was going on, we talked about what happened and cried about what happened. But she really let me down in the trust department.

It isn’t that I can’t forgive her; I just can’t be a close friend to her anymore. I haven’t spoken to her in over 9 years. She got my phone number from my elderly father and called me about two years ago and left a message asking me to call her. I didn’t return her call. I think about her often, but I don’t see much point in allowing her back into my life.

My Father.

I’m 40 years old. I think I’m old enough to say that with some authority.

Nobody. I never have really expected much from anyone and so far that’s what I’ve received. It’s going to be some trick to disappoint me.

Some of my siblings.

I forgive everyone, but, doesn’t mean they are still in my life.
I move on pretty quickly when the leopards spots start glowing. haha

Few of my closest friends but it finally made me open up my eyes more and see who is really true to me. However it still disappoint me knowng that they let me down.

My grandma as I have said in another post. She hurt me more then I thought she ever could. Even though it was a while ago, it still hurts me. She yelled at me and my family, called us horrid names, lied and talked bad about us behind our backs. I was always depressed and suicidal back then. I never want to relive those memories again.

Two people I considered friends, 2 of my cousins, an aunt and her husband. These are only the people that I know have wronged me. There are probably many more. These peolpe have taught me some important life lessons but I will never find it in my heart to forgive them.

My mother. I wouldn’t say I don’t forgive her, exactly… it’s not like I hold any ill-will toward her. But I cut her out of my life, and am far better for it.

My father and some siblings. I’m working on the forgiveness – I don’t want to hold onto that negativity forever.

Misery loves company, eh? I love these threads because they remind me that we all have these problems.

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((((big hug))) @bunnygrl. Be happy Friend.

@bkcunningham <hugs> thank you honey xx sorry, not a strong day today. hadnt realised. Isn’t it odd that sometimes, no matter how much time has gone by, you can think about something and its like you’re actually back there. i swear i think i might be losing the plot lately, i can’t seem to keep that big door i keep everything behind closed anymore. i got to a point where i could cope by not thinking about things and now bad memories seem to creep out on their own and kick the feet out from under me when im not expecting it. now im making a mess of Zen’s question, im sorry Zen <hugs> is there a way to delete my nonsense? id tried to answer longtime friends and family members who between them did quite a number on who i am, or used to be. i do understand what you mean though, sometimes you have to cut people out of your life like a poison, because if they stay they don’t stop till there is nothing left. i dont have very much left of who i was and i dont like the weepy weak person i turned into.

My grandmother.

An uncle. His tiff with my father should be water under the bridge by now, but when the family semi-reunited this summer to visit my grandmother at the hospital, he took it as an opportunity to tag my father’s car. He is in his 50s. There is no excuse for being so utterly childish—particularly when their mother just had a goddamn stroke. Fuck.

I’m also pissed none of his children have bothered to extend an olive branch. Some cousins.

No one. I have even managed to forgive the person who abused me. I don’t know how and I certainly didn’t plan to forgive him but, over time, I have felt less anger and pain when thinking about him and what he did and more sadness. I don’t hate him and I remember some of things that make me think of him fondly (his love of nature for example). I am glad I will never see him again but Ican accept what happened now. If I can forgive him I can forgive anyone.

I could say my mom, but she also has severe psychological problems, to the point that a lot of her everyday life which I remember was outright ridiculous. Now I don’t know what kinds of problems, but it doesn’t take a genius to see that something’s wrong with her. When my parents were together, my dad urged her to get help, but she never wanted to. Probably because she didn’t believe anything was wrong with her, just like she believed she wasn’t an alcoholic, haha.
I don’t wanna just say shit like, she can go to hell haha, since the way she was probbaly wasn’t her fault. She was also mistreated as a child, so that can obviously fuck someone up. But she hurt me and my dad a lot, and a lot of shit I just can’t forget. So I choose you, mommy! ’‘throws Pokeball’’
And so the cycle goes on. I hope I don’t ever have kids lol.

my first girlfriend. who was incidentaly, my last girlfriend.