A 2024 Christmas present to myself
I got fucked over by my best friend in 2012, 2022, and 2023. As a result of these events, I live alone, I'm being treated for depression and trauma-related illness, and I am struggling to build new relationships with anyone. Currently, I'd rather be by myself.
The low point of my collapse was the epic line: "I absolutely will not help you. You need to save yourself." I should mention she was my life partner, best friend, and wife of 29 years at that moment.
Humans specialize in atrocities. We live surrounded by the mass graves of enemies of the moment. My own US government is a willing, cheerful participant, but what it prefers to do is sell weapons to others, and lie about any US citizens who are involved. Case in point: you think the CIA and elite secret military units aren't active in the Ukraine right now?
"I will never help you," spit out with hostility by my sole family member, was my personal introduction to atrocity. And, like a drone strike or a mortar attack, it damaged my DNA and my soul. I experienced the betrayal of realizing my family and part of my body was ripped from me without warning.
My Christmas present this year, to myself, is this:
David, you are a survivor. Anything you bring to the world for the remainder of your time here will be a miracle, and a cause for joy. You are worthy of love because you are a good person, and you are worthy of respect because you breathe jointly with all those who also have suffered."
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