Shine a Light

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[Update – 7/24/17   Recently, the individual responsible for a large portion of the negativity that resulted in the break from A’s family that I felt necessary for my sanity, started in again by commenting on this blog post.  I believe my daughter’s wedding this past weekend (blog post to come) stirred up some negative emotions.

Initially intending to simply not approve the comments, ultimately I decided in the name of freedom of speech to leave them as is with the sole edits merely related to names used in them.  They are the words of one individual.  If you choose to read the comments, please be warned that the language is highly profane and quite offensive.  I could have spent time making my counter arguments to every incorrect statement in her comment, but don’t find it necessary.  To paraphrase an old adage, “Those who matter, won’t believe the lies.  Those who do, don’t matter.”

Note:  There have been no changes to the original blog post.] 

Last week, I wrote a blog post on Toxic People, and it’s somewhat sad and almost disturbing that, in less than 4 days, it has become my second most popular post, behind only the short version of my husband’s hospital stay. It speaks volumes that far too many people know far too much about toxic people. In speaking to a close friend about it, I realized that she, like many others, are “stuck” in their toxicity through location and circumstances. They are unable to simply walk away as I have chosen to do. What do these people do? Is there a way for them to protect themselves if they can’t completely sever ties?

In my case, people close to the toxic individuals tried to explain away their venom as coming from a place of hurt.  I completely understand that grief can cause a great deal of pain and pain can cause some to lash out, but typically, if those malicious things are coming from a place of pain, they are said in the heat of the moment.  The most vocal of the individuals I spoke about last week just kept coming at us (my children and me) through any avenue possible.  In the end, we had to block our personal Facebook accounts, cell numbers and blog Facebook page.  Even my husband’s Facebook account wasn’t immune, and a series of vicious messages came through his page before I had to block her there, as well.

The things said were ugly and cruel and could definitely not be simply explained away as coming from a place of pain.  Her anger obviously ran very deep, and she appeared to have been handed a great deal of misinformation that she accepted as fact.  My first instinct was to dispute every single falsehood she stated, but then it occurred to me that I do not have that kind of time, nor do I wish to waste energy on arguing with someone who clearly is not willing to see another point of view.

I sincerely regret those people who unknowingly and unfairly got caught in the crossfire, as most had no idea how I’ve been treated through the years, nor had any inclination that such animosity towards me loomed just below the surface of individuals they have known all their lives.  It truly surprised me though, if they believe they knew my husband well, that they would think he would stay with a person who was capable of all the things of which I’ve been accused.  I assure you the only “control” I had over my husband was that we loved each other.  True love is a powerful force, but it certainly isn’t based in evil.

But when the toxic people in your lives cannot simply (or easily) be eliminated – ex-spouses, parents, co-workers – you are in a different situation altogether.  You have to learn how to live with those people, while still maintaining your own sanity and light.  People can change, and I believe that even toxic people have the capability of making changes that could prevent them from maintaining a level of vitriolic poison that is nearly fatal to the relationships around them.  But change generally isn’t easy, and I think that may be the deterrent for most people.  Then, too, most toxic people do not consider themselves as such.

I came across an interesting article about how to spot a toxic person.  It outlines some of the most common types, and while it doesn’t give you any handy tips (save offering a for-pay course on mastering people skills), it may help you decide of that person in your life is toxic after all.  Just knowing whether or not you should continuing engaging with a person might help bring a level of peace that you haven’t had in awhile.  There are some people with whom you just can’t win, and it might be better for your sanity to simply not try to have a rational conversation with a Tank or a Straight Jacket.

We can be civil and kind without falling prey to becoming a pawn in someone’s misery.  And so, we must find a balance between protecting ourselves yet still trying to light the world around us.  Perhaps the best (and only) thing we can each really do, is not to be a toxic person ourselves.  Know when we are engaging in unhealthy behaviors and spreading negativity and hate and stop ourselves then and there.  Be aware of our own faults and not allow ourselves to put any additional and unnecessary darkness into the world.  Because there is plenty enough already. Shine brightly, my friends…

© 2016 Many Faces of Cheri G All Rights Reserved

4 thoughts on “Shine a Light

  1. Answer this question, what “decent”, non-toxic person tells their husband’s mother that she cannot fly down to say goodbye to her second son, knowing he’s going to die, after losing her first son, his brother, NOT EVEN TWO YEARS BEFORE?!? The answer is none. NO DECENT PERSON WOULD TELL THEIR MOTHER-IN-LAW that. MOST PEOPLE WOULD TELL THEIR MOTHER-IN-LAWS to come say goodbye. But no, not you. The explanation for that? YOU ARE TOXIC POISION.

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  2. *THE COLD HARD TRUTH. And no, my “anger” doesn’t come from a place of hurt. You can’t get hurt by people you don’t give two fucks about. But you can get angry when that person claims that they are the victim, creates this tale of what they think happened, when in fact THAT IS NOT HOW IT WENT DOWN. Learn the difference.

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  3. Oh poor you. If only your version of events were true, would this article be exceptable. If you remember, dear, it was YOU who sent the first message to me and my mother in a group chat, of which I still have the messages for. YOU were attacked? No, no, no. YOU were the one who had BOTH your daughters text me, ATTACKING ME, when they weren’t even involved in our heated conversation. Why did you do that? The answer is obvious. Because you’re too pathetic and weak to defend yourself, and you had NO WAY to defend yourself because YOU WERE NOT RIGHT IN THIS SITUATION. When someone is right, they don’t need others to defend them, just FYI. As you saw, I DIDNT need others to defend me, because I WAS RIGHT. Remember that YOU TEXTED MY MOTHER WHEN MY GODFATHER AND UNCLE SLIPPED BACK INTO A COMA AROUND 2 AM IN THE MORNING, SAYING THAT YIAYIA, HIS MOTHER, SHOULD NOT COME DOWN AND SAY GOODBYE? REMEMBER THAT YOU CRUEL CUNT? Huh!?? You stupid fuck. I love that your “friends” still believe these oh poor me lies that you spew lmao what a fucking joke you are. GROW UP, GET A FUCKING LIFE AND SPEAK THE TRUTH. The truth is that Uncle A was having heart palpitations ONLY DAYS before his heart attack, WHICH WERE YOUR OWN WORDS TO BOTH MY MOTHER AND YIAYIA, AND YOU DID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ABOUT IT!!! That is a tell tale sign of heart attacks, you stupid bimbo!!! It’s your fault!!! No one else’s but your own!!! Normal people go to the hospital when they are having problems with their heart, just as I did when I had a weeks worth of heart palpitations. I WENT TO THE ER. What did you do? NOTHING. YOU DID NOTHING FOR YOUR HUSBAND, YOU DID NOTHING TO SAVE HIS LIFE, AND THAT IS THE COLD HARD. Why did youR husband stay with you? BECAUSE HE DIDNT HAVE A FUCKING FACE WHEN IT CAME BETWEEN YOU AND HIS REAL FAMILY, THATS WHY. HE DIDNT HAVE THE FUCKING STRENGTH TO SAY THAT HIS STUPID WIFE IS WRONG. Truth fucking hurts, the truth is cruel, isn’t it, Cheri? And yes, darling, YOU HATED THIS FAMILY, YOU CREATED THE TOXIC ENVIRONMENT WHEN YOU FIRST DATED HIM. YIAYIA M EVEN WARNED HIM NOT TO DATE YOU. This family and Yiayia M showed face that we may have liked you, for A’s sake, but the truth is, no one fucking liked you then, and no one likes you now. START TAKING RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE TOXICITY YOU CREATED SOME 30 YEARS AGO. TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE TOXICITY YOU CREATED THE NIGHT HE DIED BY SAYING THAT YIAYIA CANT COME DOWN TO SAY GOODBYE TO HER OWN SON. You may have lost your husband, but more importantly, A MOTHER LOST BOTH OF HER SONS. Hate to break it to you, but a mother losing both of her children is more devastating than a wife losing her husband due to her own fault of neglect for not taking him to the doctors THE MOMENT he was experiencing symptoms. You do realize that if YOU had taken him to the hospital, he would still be alive today, right? And it’s also YOUR FAULT FOR LIVING SUCH DISGUSTING, PIG LIKE LIFESTYLES WHERE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU IS ABOUT 300 POUNDS OR MORE. The only thing that is toxic here is THE TRUTH ABOUT YOU AND YOUR LOSER CHILDREN. You can call me toxic all you want lmao but I suppose it WOULD seem that I am the toxic one when I’m spilling THE TRUTH ABOUT YOUR OWN TOXICITY. 😂😂😂

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