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<blockquote data-quote="Star*" data-source="post: 329628" data-attributes="member: 4964"><p>Hey Bootsey, (passes rum balls) </p><p></p><p>The most incredible things I find about being delusional, ridiculous, out of touch with reality, idiotic, dumb, and a plethora of other fanatical insults are the truth behind those statements. When the reality of the accusations sat-in? It became apparent to me exactly what a genius my son really was. His insight was keen beyond his years. I shall explain. </p><p></p><p>Every sentence starts with Mom (for posterity sake) </p><p></p><p>Dear Son - </p><p>"Mom you are....</p><p>Delusional...Why son, yes I am. To think that you can be a kind person for longer than the moment you are in or for attaining something of personal gain. For believing that you would actually see the benefit of taking your prescribed medications which could actually assist your chemically imbalanced body find balance, and allow you to perform as a rational human being and productive member of society without rages, lofty goals of becoming a six-figure income earner without as much as a GED, and potential career criminal when your #1 attributes are lying, stealing, and rudeness. </p><p></p><p>Ridiculous...Why son, yes I am. For continuing my daily hopes, and dreams that you will change despite the overwhelming odds and people who have either lived similar situations telling me it will never happen, change will never come until...I allow you to fall on your face and rip my heart out of my chest, or possibly watch you die. </p><p></p><p>Out of Touch With Reality...Well you live with someone who rants, and rages with no particular sequence, up moods, down moods, laughter, anger, stealing, snooping, threats one minute; begging for money the next. Telling me you need help, only for me to exhaust every single resource on the planet to do exactly that - then? Refuse all the help I worked tirelessly to obtain and throw it all back in my face. Who would be sane after living in a one man nut-hut? </p><p></p><p>Idiotic...Yup. Ask ANY of my friends who can objectively step back and look at how I am surviving your abuse. There is only one word. This is it. If you son, were asked to live with a friend who treated YOU like you treat me? This would be the word I would use as well. </p><p></p><p>Dumb...No not really. I'm a Mom. Simply put, I'll go anywhere, try anything, suffer through, survive, hang on, and love you because that's what we're told Mother's do. Then we come to the CD Board, and get educated and find out - it's okay to try, suffer, survive, hang on and love - but that love also means detaching and allowing you to make your own mistakes, and allowing myself the peace and quiet I deserve. That you don't get to hold me hostage in my own home that I've worked MY lifetime to make my own rules and have things MY way. Someday you'll have YOUR own home and you can make YOUR rules. To know that it's OKAY to toss you out on your bare behind with nothing more than your bad attitude and the clothes on your back - not your stereo, your Ipod, your fancy clothes, your DVD player, your video games, your bed, you comfort items and tell you - WHOT YOU DON"T LIKE IT? Tough. To be okay with that decision and begin to read Suz's detachment 101 in the CD archives and print them out and read them a lot, a lot, a lot. I've earned that. You have earned nothing, not my respect, not to live under my roof, not to have a single meal with me, not to borrow money, not to scream at me, threaten me. Just who do you think you are? If you were a stranger and you raised your hand to me do you think I'd walk away? If you were a person in the Walmart parking lot and you screamed at me like you do in my hall and broke my things or stole my possessions out of my purse would I just look the other way? Not likely - so WHY do I make exceptions for you? Because you're my son, or because I just don't want the hassle? Maybe you have a point about being dumb; however I'm still your Mother and even God says you should honor me. I've done the best I knew how, not my worst. Should have counted for something. </p><p></p><p>So now I'm going to show you something very smart. You're free to go, do and make your own decisions. You are on your own. I wish you well. </p><p></p><p>Love, </p><p>Your delusional, ridiculous, out-of-touch, idiotic, dumb Mom. </p><p></p><p>p.s. Please don't humble yourself by coming to me and saying something like you're sorry, or can't we wipe the slate clean. I don't want you to. I want you to experience life, other people, other places and really get a taste of what you think you've been missing out from the tyrany under my roof.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Star*, post: 329628, member: 4964"] Hey Bootsey, (passes rum balls) The most incredible things I find about being delusional, ridiculous, out of touch with reality, idiotic, dumb, and a plethora of other fanatical insults are the truth behind those statements. When the reality of the accusations sat-in? It became apparent to me exactly what a genius my son really was. His insight was keen beyond his years. I shall explain. Every sentence starts with Mom (for posterity sake) Dear Son - "Mom you are.... Delusional...Why son, yes I am. To think that you can be a kind person for longer than the moment you are in or for attaining something of personal gain. For believing that you would actually see the benefit of taking your prescribed medications which could actually assist your chemically imbalanced body find balance, and allow you to perform as a rational human being and productive member of society without rages, lofty goals of becoming a six-figure income earner without as much as a GED, and potential career criminal when your #1 attributes are lying, stealing, and rudeness. Ridiculous...Why son, yes I am. For continuing my daily hopes, and dreams that you will change despite the overwhelming odds and people who have either lived similar situations telling me it will never happen, change will never come until...I allow you to fall on your face and rip my heart out of my chest, or possibly watch you die. Out of Touch With Reality...Well you live with someone who rants, and rages with no particular sequence, up moods, down moods, laughter, anger, stealing, snooping, threats one minute; begging for money the next. Telling me you need help, only for me to exhaust every single resource on the planet to do exactly that - then? Refuse all the help I worked tirelessly to obtain and throw it all back in my face. Who would be sane after living in a one man nut-hut? Idiotic...Yup. Ask ANY of my friends who can objectively step back and look at how I am surviving your abuse. There is only one word. This is it. If you son, were asked to live with a friend who treated YOU like you treat me? This would be the word I would use as well. Dumb...No not really. I'm a Mom. Simply put, I'll go anywhere, try anything, suffer through, survive, hang on, and love you because that's what we're told Mother's do. Then we come to the CD Board, and get educated and find out - it's okay to try, suffer, survive, hang on and love - but that love also means detaching and allowing you to make your own mistakes, and allowing myself the peace and quiet I deserve. That you don't get to hold me hostage in my own home that I've worked MY lifetime to make my own rules and have things MY way. Someday you'll have YOUR own home and you can make YOUR rules. To know that it's OKAY to toss you out on your bare behind with nothing more than your bad attitude and the clothes on your back - not your stereo, your Ipod, your fancy clothes, your DVD player, your video games, your bed, you comfort items and tell you - WHOT YOU DON"T LIKE IT? Tough. To be okay with that decision and begin to read Suz's detachment 101 in the CD archives and print them out and read them a lot, a lot, a lot. I've earned that. You have earned nothing, not my respect, not to live under my roof, not to have a single meal with me, not to borrow money, not to scream at me, threaten me. Just who do you think you are? If you were a stranger and you raised your hand to me do you think I'd walk away? If you were a person in the Walmart parking lot and you screamed at me like you do in my hall and broke my things or stole my possessions out of my purse would I just look the other way? Not likely - so WHY do I make exceptions for you? Because you're my son, or because I just don't want the hassle? Maybe you have a point about being dumb; however I'm still your Mother and even God says you should honor me. I've done the best I knew how, not my worst. Should have counted for something. So now I'm going to show you something very smart. You're free to go, do and make your own decisions. You are on your own. I wish you well. Love, Your delusional, ridiculous, out-of-touch, idiotic, dumb Mom. p.s. Please don't humble yourself by coming to me and saying something like you're sorry, or can't we wipe the slate clean. I don't want you to. I want you to experience life, other people, other places and really get a taste of what you think you've been missing out from the tyrany under my roof. [/QUOTE]
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