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<blockquote data-quote="BusynMember" data-source="post: 690636" data-attributes="member: 1550"><p>Gone boy has changed that much too. Maybe he just held in anger of six years in an orphanage for a long time because he was an awesome boy and teen and I love that person.</p><p></p><p>The man with the stern faced wife who met me at his church for reconciliation services was not that boy in any way. The one who gave me a long, abusive list of conditions to meet in order to be in 'our" life was stone cold. It was a mean list, meant to be just that. He held his head up with confidence, in front of this church volunteer, as he explained each condition. He was proud to be mean. He knew it was mean. Not a doubt. I just listened, the truth sinking in that he was a different person. I did not cry. I did not feel like crying. Instead, I thought, "wow. I get it now." It was surreal, like I was outside of my body, listening to the frozen words of a stranger. And I was.</p><p></p><p>This was when I realized that the boy he had been was dead and this emotionless man had taken his place. I left the church knowing that it was over. I didn't cry. I felt a sense of relief. I threw the mean list in the trash, then drove back to Princesses house to continue that loving visit.</p><p></p><p>The other kids didn't find out about this church meeting for years. And they never saw the list since it was long thrown out.</p><p></p><p>Princess had told me that Gone Boy was like a robot. She was the closest to him. But I didn't see that robot until that day.</p><p></p><p>Frankly...it chilled me. I have not seen anything like that before or since. His past had definitely damaged him. He could put on a good act, but inside he was truly bereft of emotion, just as Princess had told me. That must have been how he had coped with orphanage life for six years. I am so sorry he had to live there for so long. It took much away from him.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="BusynMember, post: 690636, member: 1550"] Gone boy has changed that much too. Maybe he just held in anger of six years in an orphanage for a long time because he was an awesome boy and teen and I love that person. The man with the stern faced wife who met me at his church for reconciliation services was not that boy in any way. The one who gave me a long, abusive list of conditions to meet in order to be in 'our" life was stone cold. It was a mean list, meant to be just that. He held his head up with confidence, in front of this church volunteer, as he explained each condition. He was proud to be mean. He knew it was mean. Not a doubt. I just listened, the truth sinking in that he was a different person. I did not cry. I did not feel like crying. Instead, I thought, "wow. I get it now." It was surreal, like I was outside of my body, listening to the frozen words of a stranger. And I was. This was when I realized that the boy he had been was dead and this emotionless man had taken his place. I left the church knowing that it was over. I didn't cry. I felt a sense of relief. I threw the mean list in the trash, then drove back to Princesses house to continue that loving visit. The other kids didn't find out about this church meeting for years. And they never saw the list since it was long thrown out. Princess had told me that Gone Boy was like a robot. She was the closest to him. But I didn't see that robot until that day. Frankly...it chilled me. I have not seen anything like that before or since. His past had definitely damaged him. He could put on a good act, but inside he was truly bereft of emotion, just as Princess had told me. That must have been how he had coped with orphanage life for six years. I am so sorry he had to live there for so long. It took much away from him. [/QUOTE]
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