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The Crucified Angel
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- Jan 9, 2009
- Location
- Rhode Island
Wednesday Late Afternoon,
June 24th, 2015
You know something, folks? I think I had to come to grips with something that came to me in the form of an AA meeting I attended to last Thursday. Wasn't for me, but for my father and saw things in his eyes. And I realized that there was a lot of things wrong. I of course also saw that I had gone things the wrong way a lot of times. Of which, a portion of it was indeed justified due to the fact that he was an outright prick of misery, but you've heard me go about this so many times that it's basically become old hat by now.
I suppose now is the right time to say a few things that needs to be said to him, provided if he himself can also admit to the fact that he was also wrong about the things he did to us as a family unit.
I suppose the thing I want to do is to apologize to him for the things I said, the things I did or didn't do and hopefully, we can establish some form of relationship that was broken long ago.
But at the same time, I also know that there's probably going to be a lot of trepidation on my part, since I know the animal that he was long ago. But the more that I just keep thinking about it and thinking about it, the more that I just keep on coming back to the same conclusion.
I need to bury this hatchet. No, it's more than a need. I absolutely have to end this. I have to do it, or otherwise this sort of thing is just going to keep on bothering me into my dying days. But at the same time, I also don't want to see my father laying there in a gurney looking as though he lost a scheduled 12-round match with Mike Tyson - before he became a baby eating, ear biting psychopath - in less than a minute all because he chose to get smashed the night before.
My point is this.
This has to happen. I have my doubts, but I know he'll get the picture once I word it the right way.
Something's gotta happen. I'm just not sure what.
In any case, I gotta scram for right now. I'll be seeing everyone later.
June 24th, 2015
You know something, folks? I think I had to come to grips with something that came to me in the form of an AA meeting I attended to last Thursday. Wasn't for me, but for my father and saw things in his eyes. And I realized that there was a lot of things wrong. I of course also saw that I had gone things the wrong way a lot of times. Of which, a portion of it was indeed justified due to the fact that he was an outright prick of misery, but you've heard me go about this so many times that it's basically become old hat by now.
I suppose now is the right time to say a few things that needs to be said to him, provided if he himself can also admit to the fact that he was also wrong about the things he did to us as a family unit.
I suppose the thing I want to do is to apologize to him for the things I said, the things I did or didn't do and hopefully, we can establish some form of relationship that was broken long ago.
But at the same time, I also know that there's probably going to be a lot of trepidation on my part, since I know the animal that he was long ago. But the more that I just keep thinking about it and thinking about it, the more that I just keep on coming back to the same conclusion.
I need to bury this hatchet. No, it's more than a need. I absolutely have to end this. I have to do it, or otherwise this sort of thing is just going to keep on bothering me into my dying days. But at the same time, I also don't want to see my father laying there in a gurney looking as though he lost a scheduled 12-round match with Mike Tyson - before he became a baby eating, ear biting psychopath - in less than a minute all because he chose to get smashed the night before.
My point is this.
This has to happen. I have my doubts, but I know he'll get the picture once I word it the right way.
Something's gotta happen. I'm just not sure what.
In any case, I gotta scram for right now. I'll be seeing everyone later.