The following will be a message to a different crowd than I’m used to writing to. It will be to the other sides of the toxic connections throughout our lives. Yeah, they’d never want to read something like this, but let’s pretend they do without malicious intent to follow.

Let’s begin.

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So I’ve decided to reach out to all of you because there are questions worth asking. Ones that your past and recurring victims know the idea of how you’ll answer, and for the more predictable lot, knowing exactly what words you’ll say.

How does it feel to want and need control over someone that knows who you are? How would you feel if they could prove it to a mass audience? An audience that may involve people you’ve groomed to be on your side? What makes you think finding new ways to attack your victims will stop their declaration of healing after going no-contact, or have the intent to?

Do you wish to be remembered as the reason someone is more emotionally mature, simply because you refuse to do the inner work? Do you want them to believe you when you say “I love you” without curling their attention back to you?

You have no idea how many questions can be asked about your behavior. Given your history, we know you don’t care, above not caring to answer. Even now your brain’s ready to deflect and defend yourself by asking a string of questions back to confusion and gaslight our way back in your world. One held together by unresolved personal sadness, or even the outright need to remain evil.

There’s probably no helping the latter, but evidence of the former doing better is simply by looking at us. The people that are saying “we’re not doing this to anyone because I feel bad for it being done to me.”

We’ve known this pain either on the clock, at a so-called friend or family member’s house, or in a shared bed.

For those who have given the same pain, we refuse to give it again when we’ve learned who inadvertently, or intentionally taught us to behave this way.

So with all of that, my last question to you is this. Are you comfortable with the monster you show us, or are you uncomfortable because your true self is making us the person you wish to be?

D.F.