The end of this shit show

So, now that the planets are direct and not aspecting my natal chiron and mercury, I’m feeling much better and seeing more clearly.

Here’s the story in a nutshell….

My relationship with my son was all good until he turned into a teenager. At which point my mother had gotten out of jail.

Behind my back, my mother mind fucked my son, telling him I had all of this money that I never had to begin with.

My mother was focused on money, and more so, treating me as if I was her husband who was responsible to financially support my “traditional wife”. I am not her husband, but her daughter.

In the midst of that, my mother blamed me for child protective services taking her kids. And they were taken because they missed too many days of school and the school reported it as abuse. I’m not sure why she felt it was my fault, when I was a teenage mother with an infant to look after. At the same time, when she went on drug binges, I would send my siblings to school and kept it a secret that she wasn’t home for days at a time.

My mother also tried to get me to smoke crack. To become addicted to drugs so that she could use my youthful looks for her to get free drugs. And when I didn’t do it, she tried to get my enemies to physically fight me.

When all of her wiles didn’t work, she turned her attention to my son, planting the seed of division. And it worked on a pre-teen.

My son envisioned me plucking money off of trees, hidden riches in secret places. Never realizing I was swiping a EBT card.

My son wanted money from me and I was not interested in giving him my last. He then rebelled against me. He went around snatching pictures off my walls, cutting cords to electronics, and trying to bully me. All over money. Riches I didn’t have.

I decided that I wasn’t going to be the one paying all the bills, and live in a prison with the kid I gave birth to. So, I sent him to live with his father. And that made him angry because he couldn’t do to his father the things he was doing to me. He wanted to manipulate me out of my money and be in full and complete control of me.

He then took that as abandonment and rejection. Yet expected me to need him and chase after him. I never did and that too, hurt his feelings. He didn’t understand that there were consequences for biting the hand that fed him.

He resents me for not providing him with the lifestyle that he envisioned for himself. A lifestyle of the rich and famous childhood.

And I will always be unapologetic about that.

When he went to the hospital for surgery, I showed up. And he was furious. Saying he was mad because “I wasn’t buying him Jordan’s every two weeks”, and “I tried to ruin his life”. At that point I told him, that he was an adult now. And any decision that he makes for himself, I will respect it. He decided that after 12 years of not speaking, that he wants to continue on that path.

So be it…

In the end, I have long ago moved on. I sleep with peace in my conscience and a home that stays clean.

While he is being tormented by demons that constantly taunt him. Manic depression and bipolar disorder. He can’t even feel happiness because of the demons that live in his mind and heart.

People do not realize, that when it comes to me, God will have His way. He will execute judgment on my behalf.

Just as my mother went to jail for constantly trying to induce my downfall. Just as my enemies were chased out of the city we lived in. Just as my son father ultimately went to jail. And then my son. He ended up homeless. Homeless and tortured by demonic spirits.

You may win today, and lose tomorrow!

So, in essence, I have a son with a sense of entitlement. And a mother who is married to a man that will do her dirty in the end. With his trifling ass…

To all the parents reading this, this is my advice. Your kids will put you in a position to have no other choice but to chose yourself. Your mental and emotional well being is more important than their entitlement drama. If they don’t like your rules, show them the door. They think that they know everything and that they’re right. When they truly don’t know shit and they’re wrong.

If they feel that what you provide for them isn’t enough or good enough, let them provide for themselves. Don’t let your kids Menendez brothers you!

They will say things to you that’ll break your heart and stress you out. Nevertheless, it’s emotional violence and emotional manipulation. They will twist and distort the truth, saying and doing whatever they have to just to get what they want. And fuck your feelings in the process. Fuck all the sacrifices that you made. And fuck you too.

When that’s the level of disrespect that they have for all that you’ve done, and your parenting skills, why should you live ina emotional prison because of their words and/or actions?

I learned in life, that there are people, places, things, jobs, and family that you MUST emotionally detach from. Kids are NOT excluded.

And they seem to not be able to recognize, that parents will end up not trusting their kids. And not want a relationship with them. They think it’s just one sided. And that’s not true.

Keep your hands clean before God. Because He will fight your battles with your kids. The same thing they do to us, their kids will do to them too. Ask God to allow you to see it. And you don’t have to wish or hope bad karma on them. The planet Saturn keeps score. You better got-damn know it!!

Take the time you need to detach from those hurt feelings. Enjoy your friends and life. Travel. And just wait.. you wait..

Choose you. The same way that your kids choose themselves.

So, this is the end of this series. At least, that’s what I think. Who knows what may come up.

And to all you raggedy entitled kids… For every seed of discord you’ve sown against your parents who really did a good damn job with your entitled ass.. I pray God spiritually blind your eyes so you don’t notice your karma and tell your parents everything. That way, they can hear all the details of God’s handiwork straight from your mouth! May you have sleepless nights and may your conscience eat you alive! And may stress push your hairline back! I have zero compassion for y’all

I can say meaner things but I know the value of not having any blood on my hands kn God’s eyes. Yet the days of turning the other cheek has ended. Just as you’re forgiven, there shall also be eye for an eye, and tooth for a tooth!

xoxo

A Healthy Parent