05-20-2016, 11:18 PM
FORGIVENESS.....
then what?
Does anyone here have difficulty forgiving? Or just forgetting? LOL
When is "I'm sorry" not enough anymore? Or perhaps irrelevant to whether you can be around that person?
At what point does one forgive BUT walk away for own well-being ?
Yes, we must struggle to forgive BUT does one Ever allow person (who hurt them deeply, betrayed them) to re-enter one's life?
Under what conditions? What ways can one protect self if decide to give someone another chance?
Once finally closing the door to heartbreak, disillusionment and truly letting go (not a short or easy process!) - can that door ever open again in a healthy way? What if it just lets a person in for More Heartbreak?
I had a foster daughter many years ago. I promised her father before he died, I'd keep an eye out for her (she was only 6 yrs old).
For over 10 years, I was the mother to her that her biological junkie mother never was.... (she od'd few yrs ago I heard)
I had to watch my step around her mother cuz I had no right to her. Her mom was glad to have free babysitter, someone to buy school supplies & clothes & presents & food (anything she could use me for.... and often I Let her to keep R. in my life)
(I have questioned myself million times for not having CPS remove her Even if she'd go to strangers, but foster care system bad too)
This little girl was the daughter I never had. I Loved her with my entire heart. I would've died for her.
She didn't have anything kids need/deserve, not even enough food (her mom traded food stamps for drugs)
For many years, I clothed and fed this child. Even paid for private school one year to help her with learning disability
Often I had custody of her when her mom in jail different times. She stayed at my house more than hers.
The school counselor called me when she had problems instead of the mother (we knew each other).
I gave her everything I would've given my own daughter. She spent holidays with me cuz there was Never a tree, presents, or food at her house. I had to watch because she'd over-eat and vomit - from wanting food.
Later she told me she'd go to the refrigerator, look, no food. Told me she'd repeatedly check cabinets/refrig with that magical thinking children have, hoping she'd open door and food would be there.
My own sons complained at # of her presents until I asked how would they like to be 9 yrs old and know Christmas morning there wouldn't be a tree or single present, not even a warm breakfast - they never complained about her gifts again.
She'd get hyper when upset and I was only one who could discern what was going on - Ex. hyper every yr when school started til I learned all other kids had supplies first day, she never did and was just given whatever.... From then on she had all her supplies and wore Nice clothes & shoes to school. The more I did for her, the less her mother did (that's the way of it, right? But I only saw that beautiful little girl w/o a father who needed someone to love her.... for a while I know she really loved me, too.... Now, I don't know what to believe)
Had a friend who coached girls' softball about 30 miles from city - I took her there to play ball so people could learn to like her for who she was, not who her infamous mother was.... She had true athletic talent and coach said she had real chance at scholarship playing softball. She hit grand slam homerun in final game last inning, to win tournament her first year playing softball. All the parents commented on how well-behaved and what a lovely child she was.... Watching her self-esteem grow with love and nurturing...
Some many memories - teaching her to swim, all the things mothers & daughters do (that mine never did with me)
She brought me such joy and I had high hopes she could be rescued from the life her mother led.
When my husband became ill, I spent less time with her - probably when she needed me most ?
She ended up on drugs, running away from home, quitting school, living in a "crack" house selling her body for drugs.
Habitual runaway, she ended up in foster care (I was living in different state at the time).
I learned about the foster care and was able to obtain custody of her after 2 yrs (not until after her rape & abuse in foster care).
Foster Care people had her wearing plastic flip flops, cheap hanes white t-shirt, threadbare jeans when she arrived & plastic bag with more of same, I threw it ALL away! she had NOTHING Decent to wear - those people should be prosecuted!
Oh, but they were buying her CIGARETTES every week!
I spent about $2,000 right on spot buying her clothes, shoes, boots, make-up, hair stuff (she was into fixing hair, used to beg to brush my long hair and braiid it, experiment with it YIKES! LOL ) Huge shopping sprees at big city malls - FUN!
Anyway, when she was 16 - She Ran Away because I said she cculdn't stay out all night at someone's graduation party. When my son told her next day on phone she was in trouble, the low-lives with her told her if she accused us of abuse she could be emancipated (laws in that state give teens all the rights, parents/custodians get all the responsibility, basically Screwed!)
The State let her at 16 yrs old QUIT HIGH SCHOOL AND LIVE wherever she wanted
(she had diagnosed mental issues - they didn't address them or follow-up on her meds either tho I repeatedly asked about it - she is Bipolar!) Less than 2 months later she was living with her 23 yr old drug addict boyfriend - while my son and I went thru HELL, paying for lawyer & proving our innocence as best we could! To my knowledge she Never finished school. I get so angry when I think of that.
She finally admitted she lied about us and "unfounded" report. I learned After all this she had pattern of False Allegations against Every single group home/mental institution/foster family for TWO years prior that I was Not Told About
I'm not fooling anyone, least of all myself - I loved her with all my heart and would have taken custody even if I knew, I would have believed (falsely) that R (only daughter I ever will have in this life) could Never Lie Against Me, almost to point of legal charges filed on hearsay?
- just to get her way?? She was put me and my son thru that (she's related to my sons thru their dad's family & tried to help her too)
Her social worker from other state told me - "Her fury has no bounds. She doesn't care who she hurts to get what she wants."
THAT was 12 yrs ago. I had box of her childhood things, I couldn't look at them but I couldn't throw them away either - her signed softball from grand slam home run, pictures of her in cute dresses I bought her, pictures of me teaching her to swim, ride bike etc.
OMG - this hurts and I really thought I was over this Finally.
When I moved last fall, I looked for a Very Very Long Time at that box.... then I turned my back on it. Left it behind.
I said "Enough". She's been in & out of jail, had 3 kids w/diff fathers (all went to foster care), heard about her arrests etc
Lot of mistakes I hoped to help her avoid. Tough life. Had car wreck while DUI and snapped her vertebrae when 19 yrs old.
It goes on and on.
THEN - last week, like some forgotten demented malicious ghost, a letter arrived from her.
It had been forwarded from my other old address. At least she doesn't have this one yet.
She says she's sorry. She wants to see me. She wants to repair our relationship....
(first thought was "is she in NA making amends? LOL 2nd was - her mom's dead now, so she wants me again? and "what mess is she in that she wants me to help her with? things like that- along with the deep sense of pain & betrayal, of loss)
So many mixed feelings and mentall/emotional confusion.
Just when I threw away the box and said I was letting her go. WHY???
Let me be blunt. It's not I would mind seeing her, tho it will be emotional, of course.
I'm more worried about her learning we live in same state again (she returned to home state, so now I 'm only hour away)
I think of the emotional issues - that makes my disease worse, don't need DRAMA in my life and R. is DRAMA full-time.
Just thinking about this for past week has made me sick. and heartsick - reliving it all.
Also, concerned because she & drug buddies steal. I don't want them to know where I live and worry about being robbed.
Sad to say, more than I can express, but what I feel for her now is Love COMBINED with Dread
Part of me would be so happy to hear she's turned her life around; maybe all my love, time, effort made a difference.
What I fear is more likely I will see the girl I loved so much, prematurely aged and trying to use me, manipulate me.
Please forgive me R. if I am wronging you with that thought, but I greatly fear and dread what would come of allowing back into my life.
Any feedback from other members would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.
then what?
Does anyone here have difficulty forgiving? Or just forgetting? LOL
When is "I'm sorry" not enough anymore? Or perhaps irrelevant to whether you can be around that person?
At what point does one forgive BUT walk away for own well-being ?
Yes, we must struggle to forgive BUT does one Ever allow person (who hurt them deeply, betrayed them) to re-enter one's life?
Under what conditions? What ways can one protect self if decide to give someone another chance?
Once finally closing the door to heartbreak, disillusionment and truly letting go (not a short or easy process!) - can that door ever open again in a healthy way? What if it just lets a person in for More Heartbreak?
I had a foster daughter many years ago. I promised her father before he died, I'd keep an eye out for her (she was only 6 yrs old).
For over 10 years, I was the mother to her that her biological junkie mother never was.... (she od'd few yrs ago I heard)
I had to watch my step around her mother cuz I had no right to her. Her mom was glad to have free babysitter, someone to buy school supplies & clothes & presents & food (anything she could use me for.... and often I Let her to keep R. in my life)
(I have questioned myself million times for not having CPS remove her Even if she'd go to strangers, but foster care system bad too)
This little girl was the daughter I never had. I Loved her with my entire heart. I would've died for her.
She didn't have anything kids need/deserve, not even enough food (her mom traded food stamps for drugs)
For many years, I clothed and fed this child. Even paid for private school one year to help her with learning disability
Often I had custody of her when her mom in jail different times. She stayed at my house more than hers.
The school counselor called me when she had problems instead of the mother (we knew each other).
I gave her everything I would've given my own daughter. She spent holidays with me cuz there was Never a tree, presents, or food at her house. I had to watch because she'd over-eat and vomit - from wanting food.
Later she told me she'd go to the refrigerator, look, no food. Told me she'd repeatedly check cabinets/refrig with that magical thinking children have, hoping she'd open door and food would be there.
My own sons complained at # of her presents until I asked how would they like to be 9 yrs old and know Christmas morning there wouldn't be a tree or single present, not even a warm breakfast - they never complained about her gifts again.
She'd get hyper when upset and I was only one who could discern what was going on - Ex. hyper every yr when school started til I learned all other kids had supplies first day, she never did and was just given whatever.... From then on she had all her supplies and wore Nice clothes & shoes to school. The more I did for her, the less her mother did (that's the way of it, right? But I only saw that beautiful little girl w/o a father who needed someone to love her.... for a while I know she really loved me, too.... Now, I don't know what to believe)
Had a friend who coached girls' softball about 30 miles from city - I took her there to play ball so people could learn to like her for who she was, not who her infamous mother was.... She had true athletic talent and coach said she had real chance at scholarship playing softball. She hit grand slam homerun in final game last inning, to win tournament her first year playing softball. All the parents commented on how well-behaved and what a lovely child she was.... Watching her self-esteem grow with love and nurturing...
Some many memories - teaching her to swim, all the things mothers & daughters do (that mine never did with me)
She brought me such joy and I had high hopes she could be rescued from the life her mother led.
When my husband became ill, I spent less time with her - probably when she needed me most ?
She ended up on drugs, running away from home, quitting school, living in a "crack" house selling her body for drugs.
Habitual runaway, she ended up in foster care (I was living in different state at the time).
I learned about the foster care and was able to obtain custody of her after 2 yrs (not until after her rape & abuse in foster care).
Foster Care people had her wearing plastic flip flops, cheap hanes white t-shirt, threadbare jeans when she arrived & plastic bag with more of same, I threw it ALL away! she had NOTHING Decent to wear - those people should be prosecuted!
Oh, but they were buying her CIGARETTES every week!
I spent about $2,000 right on spot buying her clothes, shoes, boots, make-up, hair stuff (she was into fixing hair, used to beg to brush my long hair and braiid it, experiment with it YIKES! LOL ) Huge shopping sprees at big city malls - FUN!

Anyway, when she was 16 - She Ran Away because I said she cculdn't stay out all night at someone's graduation party. When my son told her next day on phone she was in trouble, the low-lives with her told her if she accused us of abuse she could be emancipated (laws in that state give teens all the rights, parents/custodians get all the responsibility, basically Screwed!)
The State let her at 16 yrs old QUIT HIGH SCHOOL AND LIVE wherever she wanted
(she had diagnosed mental issues - they didn't address them or follow-up on her meds either tho I repeatedly asked about it - she is Bipolar!) Less than 2 months later she was living with her 23 yr old drug addict boyfriend - while my son and I went thru HELL, paying for lawyer & proving our innocence as best we could! To my knowledge she Never finished school. I get so angry when I think of that.
She finally admitted she lied about us and "unfounded" report. I learned After all this she had pattern of False Allegations against Every single group home/mental institution/foster family for TWO years prior that I was Not Told About
I'm not fooling anyone, least of all myself - I loved her with all my heart and would have taken custody even if I knew, I would have believed (falsely) that R (only daughter I ever will have in this life) could Never Lie Against Me, almost to point of legal charges filed on hearsay?
- just to get her way?? She was put me and my son thru that (she's related to my sons thru their dad's family & tried to help her too)
Her social worker from other state told me - "Her fury has no bounds. She doesn't care who she hurts to get what she wants."
THAT was 12 yrs ago. I had box of her childhood things, I couldn't look at them but I couldn't throw them away either - her signed softball from grand slam home run, pictures of her in cute dresses I bought her, pictures of me teaching her to swim, ride bike etc.
OMG - this hurts and I really thought I was over this Finally.
When I moved last fall, I looked for a Very Very Long Time at that box.... then I turned my back on it. Left it behind.
I said "Enough". She's been in & out of jail, had 3 kids w/diff fathers (all went to foster care), heard about her arrests etc
Lot of mistakes I hoped to help her avoid. Tough life. Had car wreck while DUI and snapped her vertebrae when 19 yrs old.
It goes on and on.
THEN - last week, like some forgotten demented malicious ghost, a letter arrived from her.
It had been forwarded from my other old address. At least she doesn't have this one yet.
She says she's sorry. She wants to see me. She wants to repair our relationship....
(first thought was "is she in NA making amends? LOL 2nd was - her mom's dead now, so she wants me again? and "what mess is she in that she wants me to help her with? things like that- along with the deep sense of pain & betrayal, of loss)
So many mixed feelings and mentall/emotional confusion.
Just when I threw away the box and said I was letting her go. WHY???
Let me be blunt. It's not I would mind seeing her, tho it will be emotional, of course.
I'm more worried about her learning we live in same state again (she returned to home state, so now I 'm only hour away)
I think of the emotional issues - that makes my disease worse, don't need DRAMA in my life and R. is DRAMA full-time.
Just thinking about this for past week has made me sick. and heartsick - reliving it all.
Also, concerned because she & drug buddies steal. I don't want them to know where I live and worry about being robbed.
Sad to say, more than I can express, but what I feel for her now is Love COMBINED with Dread
Part of me would be so happy to hear she's turned her life around; maybe all my love, time, effort made a difference.
What I fear is more likely I will see the girl I loved so much, prematurely aged and trying to use me, manipulate me.
Please forgive me R. if I am wronging you with that thought, but I greatly fear and dread what would come of allowing back into my life.
Any feedback from other members would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.
