dave: It's my humble opinion you need some serious therapy for your "self".
Please consider that. No disrespect meant at all. Desiring to be angry makes you weak.
Love, agape love, will make you very strong.
My mother was a sociopath also. Evil woman, purely evil, would lie if the truth served her better.
She's long dead now. Don't miss her but did not wish her dead.
I'm now 68, my only sis is 66 and everybit as messed up as mother dearest.
Looks dead like her (ewww, a pun)
I HATE NO ONE. Hate is an emotion mankind does not handle well.
I do not hold resentments either. Why let some person, place or thing live rent free in my mind.
Re-sent means to re-feel. Whoindaworldwouldwantdat???????
My dad was a raging alcoholic. I mean he RAGED about everything, broke things, scared us kids to death. I greatly feared my dad. He was strong, smart for only completing the 3rd grade. I think he boozed to take the pain of living with mother.
He died an alcoholic death. He got drunk at his Pa. farm one winter, got naked, lay in the driveway and froze to death.
Mother, or mutha, was a closet drunk, hiding her behavior behind his.
She had surgery on a carodid artery, had a masive stroke, living as a celery stalk for 8 years messing her pants and needing spoon fed. The lights were on but no one was home.
Mother had a modest amout of money, 'bout 83 grand. I talked her into investing with Butler Wick. They parlayed the 83K into $280,000. Mother never got to spend a nickle. Sis forged a new will, had a crook noterize it cutting me OUT w/o a penny.
I lived only 25 miles from mutha and sis but had no idea my mutha croaked.
Was BANNED from calling hours.
A cousin told me mutha died & the funeral director let me in after hours to say g'bye. I pray for mutha and sis.
I was disabled as a police officer, a bad man, 2X my size, beat me pretty badly, broken ribs, broken back, lost use of left leg. I did rehab for 9 months, 5 days a week and walk o.k. tho have permanent intractable pain.
I have 4 children. My youngest is my most beloved son. We are close.
He struggles, Bryce is his name, he's 15 & already 6' tall.
He's a handsome young man
Sis is exactly like mother, drink & pills, stays stoned. Her man is a spineless case of beer a day drunk.
Their son will not even speak with them.
Sis & her man are miserable and I do nothing to bring the misery on.
After I rehabed & could walk but I was finished as a cop. At age 49 I started college, earning 2 degrees, got a pitance of a pension from police work, at 53 I made it into General Motors as a logistics engineer making 36 bucks hourly, averaged about a hun'ert yearly.
I earned enough paying into social security to get 5K monthy from Workers comp, the police pension, social security and ended my supervision career with GM with $104,000 which is all invested .
I dun o.k.
I had lots of help.
Listen: I truely LOVE folks, will go out of my way to help another.
My second degree is in Human Resources, love that part of the job.
I'm pretty busy these days living with my most beloved, fine, lady who runs a successful business as a nutritionist. Shaklee products, best product line in the world. She's 73, fun, witty, has a home in Florida, a Jag in the garage, a nice boat she keeps stored in winter.
I love her dearly and her being blind isn't a handicap to me.
She lives in a very nice exclusive development, can't drive any longer.
There is a 2 acre pond/lake in the backyard no one fishes but me.
I love life, it's a real challenge at times.