Therapy...

   This isn't a paranormal blog. Not tonight. But it is necessary for me to write. It has been a crazy couple of months for me. I've learned more about myself than I ever cared to know. I've realized just how much I can take before I break and then how much more I can pile on top of that. So that's what this blog is about. It's about a persons breaking point. It's about their grief once they have hit that breaking point.

   You see people assume grief and death go hand in hand...and they do. But that doesn't always mean physical death. It can mean the death of a dream, of a promise, of a friendship. These can be just as painful, sometimes more, than physical death because they are a choice. A choice made by a person who has no comprehension of the damage they are causing. Or maybe they do and simply do not care.

   That's what I have been dealing with. These type of losses. Myself, and some others, have been the victims of lies, manipulation, deceit beyond measure, scorn, bashing, innuendo, hatred and jealousy. All by a couple of people who know exactly who they are. If you are reading this...HI!

   Why have we been the targets of such acts, you ask? Well...it's because we found out the truth and chose to expose it. We couldn't stand the idea of what we had unknowingly been pulled into. Unfortunately one, who had played the victim so well, is as bad as the person responsible for all this hurt. It is these two people whom I dedicate this blog to.

   As posted in an earlier blog yes...I forgive you and thank you for the lessons learned. That is true. But this is what you also need to know. All the while your scheming was being perpetrated we were all believing you. We believed IN you. We had your back and would have fought any demon for you, if asked. We sung your praises and prayed for your families. We listened to complaints and fears and gave advice. We reminded you of all the reasons you deserved to be loved and cherished. We listened as you said all the same things in return...and we believed them. We encouraged you. We cried with you. We supported you when you convinced us it was you against the world. We loved you like no other...just as you said you loved us. In case you haven't caught on yet, this is what I'm saying.

   This is LOSS. This is GRIEF. Not because any of us would care to be a part of any of this again, but because we grieve the loss of promises made. We never had a reason to believe they were made in vain. We grieve the loss of friendship that meant more to us than it did to you. We grieve knowing we were played for fools. The saddest part is knowing that if the truth hadn't come out when it did...that if I hadn't have asked the right person the right question, it would all still be going on. And we would all still be fools. I admit...that part I don't grieve. It's the only good thing to come out of this whole mess. So, anyway...there you have it. I know this will be seen because you just can't help yourself. For that I'm glad. Maybe you will ask yourself some very important questions instead of living the lie you can't seem to untangle yourself from.

Blessed Be )O(