Final Warnings

There are certain people who should not contact me, whether directly, by third party, or by smoke signal. They shouldn't contact my professionals (outside of my caseworker). my neighbors. my friends.

I want to be excruciatingly clear. Some people are so deliberately deaf. Y'all need to get with the program while you still can. If I have to keep going around the community, warning you via third person, it really looks bad. Especially when by now at least a half dozen professionals in this community know everything. Not just from what I said. There's documents. There's been professional to professional communication. The hospitals know. The centers know. The MDs, the social workers, etc.

So for the awareness impaired, let me be clear.

My brother is not to contact me, directly or indirectly. I will not be attending family events. You've been so stubborn and willful that I can't be around you. I'll visit with two of you at a time to keep things civil. Two of you, me plus someone of my choosing. I'm tired.

Lawyers are already contacting me. Don't make me respond.

Leave the kids out of it. Tell them nothing but the truth: I love them. I keep them in my heart and mind. Don't lie to them about me. Leave them out of it. They're good kids. Let them believe the truth: that I care about them. Don't get creative. It's detrimental to their well-being.

I can be ugly if i have to. You don't want to force me to do that. No unnecessary contact. You have my caseworker's number.

Don't make this ugly. Learn to keep your damn traps shut, mind your own business. I'd like to preserve what's left of the family name. It means something to people. But given that at least a half dozen professionals know in detail and long experience the excesses of this family, y'all might want to cool it. A lot of lives were saved at the hospital. A lot of good was done. Let's preserve that. Let's be kind to each other from a distance. We are not bad people. We're just not good together. We have some good memories. Let's preserve those. Don't delude yourselves. People know. You're not that smart. Neither am I.

I'm trying to help you here. You've dug your own hole. Cut yourselves down a few notches. Start to understand the reality here. Through your own words and actions, so many people are aware that you do not have proper boundaries. That you overstep yourselves. That you are causing harm. You need to stop. Right the fuck now. You do not contact me. I can text and write. I can read your messages. Leave it at that. If you have my last name, do not come anywhere near me. You have been warned. Do not make me file any reports. Do not make me use fancy terms like undue influence, inappropriate conduct, harassment, or coercion... things like that. It makes the family look bad. I want to remember the good things about this family. I want to preserve that. Allow me to do that by fucking off.

It's over. I'm signing out. I have retired from my family. Y'all are on a permanent vacation. PERMANENT. You do understand english, right? Hablo EspaƱol? Don't worry, I'll repost in Italian. I just need you to stop trying. You're wearing me out. You're wearing this state out. They resent it. Several have told me exactly that. They will smile and talk to you and yet be thinking exactly that. Don't delude yourselves like I did. We can still love the good things about each other while not being around each other or causing harm.

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