This is the cruel and unpleasant end. It is a letter from a mediator due to the breakdown of relationships. They asked me to find a mediator because they found it challenging to communicate with me.
April 2023-
All of you have emerged victorious. I am finished with engaging in this strange battle against The Others' inflated ego, pride, and spite. I will let THE OTHERS determine the true identities within the complex network of bitter, deceitful hypocrisy.
~The angry, blithering chaos of the few who never saw it coming and were late to this party.
~Inappropriate face-to-face conversations evolved into phone calls. Evolving into text messages, emails, and social media interactions only.
~The animosity found in gossip and rumors within the exclusive circles of girls and boys that we all navigate through.
~The blood is thicker and loyalty( to a few) is bitcoin on speed.~ You are fighting her relationships of over 50 years with the few; your fight with me is misguided.
I didn’t blow up the world- I survived after being born in it. I was schooled in the skill set offered and a new path needed for healthy boundaries moving forward. It took years of study and training.
~ I have learned and will not dwell on the mistakes along the way. I have done all I will do for those unwilling to bring joy versus hate.
~I’m tired of the condescending, judgmental, know it all bullshit of the Ill-informed and deluded.
Access to me denied. No contact on any device. No public outreach. No private communications.
Please reach out to the appropriate contact info sent long ago-
My last Update was sent to the group chat.
Today, I had a conversation with him, although he did not want to, when the nurse handed him the phone. I appreciate you informing me about his hospital visits and for providing false information about his admission date.
Moreover, I am grateful for shedding light on the situation where someone confronted me unexpectedly for my actions towards a man who has distanced himself from me, as I respected his ex-wife's wish to keep him away. Our communication ceased two years ago, by mutual agreement.
I recall instances where others have behaved similarly towards him and each other, yet I am singled out as if I am the one at fault.
I finally read the last texts sent... I’ll give you props, harsh maybe, but you are correct. Communication goes both ways. I’m held to a different standard. I questioned him on the double standards decades in the making, and that was the end of communication from him to me and vice versa 2 years ago.
My only fight with the parentals is THE OTHERS. My relationships forever changed with many because of THE OTHERS.
Aug 5, 2024
My update to those who care, and those who stalk… we all know who you are.
I got an anonymous grilling 2 weeks ago that made me unblock my phone from the others. I asked a few questions and learned he was in the hospital and it doesn’t look good. I had to ask for his number as I had purged all numbers unneeded over 6 months ago.
I reached out, got denied, reached out again - denied. Reached out again with what he needs to hear so that we can mend the fences and call it a day. Access granted.
There is peace in forgiveness of the past 50 years from the child to the elder. There is kindness in grace being shown to a dying soul. Let go of the past and forgive the unforgiving. That is real peace.
He is still in the hospital and never going home. Skilled nursing until… he and I have made peace. She and I always have a version of peace.
As she is no longer my mom, he was never a dad.
Do I love them, yes. Both. Up until 2+ years ago I was medical for both. First call. Until one needed so much more.
I have it easy, for now. My spoiled, narcissistic, basic bitch ass knows it. But I’ve lost a parent who is still living, and I never had the parent that is currently and slowly being lost.
Complicated and disturbing. Brutal and tragic…
I again will steal her words:
Back to July
Updates have always been provided to you consistently, regardless of the challenges or difficult outcomes.
You were always given the consideration of receiving updates on both mental and physical well-being. You win. Your only problem is communication with me. Access denied. Problems solved.
The first picture is the finale. You all know the truth including but not limited to the guest who stayed anonymous… but made it clear they ‘know’ me and my ‘ways.’
The second picture is a text sent just shy of 6 months ago by the ones who find me mean and pathetic. A control freak and bitch.
The last compilation is what I’m told ended their communication with me. I sent it to 7 adults old enough to live on their own and make their own decisions. I was told I was abusive and how dare I send something so hateful.
This was the beginning of the very end.
The text included all the important people she held so dear. Her last try is to help others understand how this works for her.
Routine and consistency.
Mitigate the stress.
Don’t break the bubble.
Live in her world.
Quality of life as she knows it.
~Dazey
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