GIjade
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- Dec 19, 2015
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Imagine:
Your mother has always been shall we say, voluptuous, with fair skin and an aquiline nose. She was your mother growing up and became your friend in adulthood. You moved away from home quite a long time ago, so she keeps you informed about you father, brother and sisters. She tells you that none of them are doing very well, and that the entire family is poor. She tells you that your sister can’t find a job and that she lives off your parents, who are barely able to keep food on the table. Your other sister has no skills to speak of so she got married and had kids. Your brother is a high functioning autistic person.
Because of what you were told, you believe that perhaps you are the smartest and most talented person in your family, and are the one they will all come to depend on at different times. You work hard, but know you’ll never be able to support anyone but yourself. Then, you get sick from working so hard and become unable to function. Of course, that could be a response to the whole situation - if you’re sick, you’re off the hook. You may not know this consciously, and that may not be the entire reason for your illness, but you are ill nonetheless. This illness starts almost three decades into your life and you lose your fourth decade completely to it. Then you find some medication which takes you out of the darkeness of your illness and somehow you find some light. Soon afterwards however, you find out that your mother was lying to you about herself and your entire family. She isn’t voluptuous. Her nose is not aquiline - it was all a disqguise. Your sister isn’t living off your parents because she cant find a job. Your sister has many jobs, mostly those of Hollywood actress and rock star. She’s a millionaire and so are your parents. Your brother isn’t autistic, he’s just plain brilliant. And your sister who got married and had kids is an artist and craftsperson. You realize that you never were the smartest or most talented, in fact just the opposite.
You find out that all of them have been following you, literally following you, since you left home. They went on the camping trip with you and your boyfriend - of course they stayed out of sight but they were there. Your mother worked as the art director in one of the first “real†jobs you ever had. But you didn't recognize her because she was in disguise. Your cousins worked there too, but you didn’t know that either. They followed you across the country when you moved there with your boyfriend, and they followed you back to the state where you first met him - always there, but in disguise. You parents knew about every sexual movement you ever made and even watched films of you having sex that your cousins, who you thought were random people, made of you. Yes, you slept with your cousin because once again, you didn’t know. How does that make you feel?
Your mother has always been shall we say, voluptuous, with fair skin and an aquiline nose. She was your mother growing up and became your friend in adulthood. You moved away from home quite a long time ago, so she keeps you informed about you father, brother and sisters. She tells you that none of them are doing very well, and that the entire family is poor. She tells you that your sister can’t find a job and that she lives off your parents, who are barely able to keep food on the table. Your other sister has no skills to speak of so she got married and had kids. Your brother is a high functioning autistic person.
Because of what you were told, you believe that perhaps you are the smartest and most talented person in your family, and are the one they will all come to depend on at different times. You work hard, but know you’ll never be able to support anyone but yourself. Then, you get sick from working so hard and become unable to function. Of course, that could be a response to the whole situation - if you’re sick, you’re off the hook. You may not know this consciously, and that may not be the entire reason for your illness, but you are ill nonetheless. This illness starts almost three decades into your life and you lose your fourth decade completely to it. Then you find some medication which takes you out of the darkeness of your illness and somehow you find some light. Soon afterwards however, you find out that your mother was lying to you about herself and your entire family. She isn’t voluptuous. Her nose is not aquiline - it was all a disqguise. Your sister isn’t living off your parents because she cant find a job. Your sister has many jobs, mostly those of Hollywood actress and rock star. She’s a millionaire and so are your parents. Your brother isn’t autistic, he’s just plain brilliant. And your sister who got married and had kids is an artist and craftsperson. You realize that you never were the smartest or most talented, in fact just the opposite.
You find out that all of them have been following you, literally following you, since you left home. They went on the camping trip with you and your boyfriend - of course they stayed out of sight but they were there. Your mother worked as the art director in one of the first “real†jobs you ever had. But you didn't recognize her because she was in disguise. Your cousins worked there too, but you didn’t know that either. They followed you across the country when you moved there with your boyfriend, and they followed you back to the state where you first met him - always there, but in disguise. You parents knew about every sexual movement you ever made and even watched films of you having sex that your cousins, who you thought were random people, made of you. Yes, you slept with your cousin because once again, you didn’t know. How does that make you feel?
