{"id":254,"date":"2006-01-13T04:30:00","date_gmt":"2006-01-13T04:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/2006\/01\/13\/forgiving_her_a\/"},"modified":"2006-01-13T04:30:00","modified_gmt":"2006-01-13T04:30:00","slug":"forgiving_her_a","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/2006\/01\/13\/forgiving_her_a\/","title":{"rendered":"<h2>Forgiving her and him and them and me &#8230;.<\/h2>"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I hope that visitors here have looked at the articles on forgiveness at the links in the previous posts. Even if you don&#8217;t think of youself as the one who feels a need to understand forgiveness, these articles have something to offer. I got a lot out of reading them.<\/p>\n<p>My daughter has gone to the extent of calling me a fraud and a liar because in my journal\/blog begun on Estrangements.com I have said that I don&#8217;t understand why we are estranged. I had felt mystified. She is convinced that I had full understanding of why we are estranged. <\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>In the recent argument with me in response to the Listening post on<br \/>\nLiveJournal, she began to list things that happened in 1995 and 1996 as<br \/>\nbeing the reasons why we are estranged. This is in addition to the<br \/>\nreason she gave in email sent to me last fall. That reason given in the<br \/>\nemail was that she did not like me, love me or find me appealing.<\/p>\n<p>Now I no longer would say that I don&#8217;t know why we are estranged.<br \/>\nHowever, I am surprised and saddened that these are the reasons that<br \/>\nshe gives for having estranged herself from me. I had thought that<br \/>\nthere must be something else, something more meaningful, something that<br \/>\ncould make sense to me. However, her lack of love makes perfect sense<br \/>\nof all the rest. Why would anyone go to any trouble for someone whom<br \/>\nthey did not love?<\/p>\n<p>Everyone makes their own decisions. Different things that people do<br \/>\nbother another person in different degrees. Some people let everything<br \/>\nroll off their back. Others are insulted if their father refuses to buy<br \/>\na house in their own neighborhood. I know someone who said he stopped<br \/>\ntalking to his father over that. Some people are very prickly. Some are<br \/>\nlike the princess in the story of the Princess and the Pea.<\/p>\n<p>I was mystified as to why we were estranged because I didn&#8217;t think<br \/>\nthat the things that had happened between us were serious enough to<br \/>\nmake a decision like that. They seemed too petty to estrange someone<br \/>\nwhom you love. There were other options, even if she was furious at me.<br \/>\nEven if I couldn&#8217;t and can&#8217;t understand where the fury was coming from,<br \/>\nthere were other options. Relationships between people who love each<br \/>\nother are worth some effort. But if someone doesn&#8217;t love me, then it<br \/>\nmakes more sense that she wouldn&#8217;t and won&#8217;t put in any effort. <\/p>\n<p>Now she is estranged from her stepmother whom I have never been<br \/>\nintroduced to and don&#8217;t know. And she is almost estranged from her<br \/>\nfather whom I did know and was married to for 18 years. I didn&#8217;t want<br \/>\nto be married to him any more but I never thought that he would be<br \/>\nestranged from our daughter. I would love to hear his side and his<br \/>\nwife&#8217;s side of the story. I have read my daughter&#8217;s side online.<\/p>\n<p>Going back to thoughts on forgiveness, the concept of forgiveness is<br \/>\nan important one. It relates not just to the obvious of one person<br \/>\nforgiving another for a hurtful action. It extends also to forgiving<br \/>\nthose who can&#8217;t forgive. It extends to forgiving ourselves for making<br \/>\nmistakes, for not being perfect, for not being all knowing. I think<br \/>\nMandela made a good point when he said that &quot;Resentment is like taking<br \/>\npoison in the hope of killing your enemies.&quot; <\/p>\n<p>My husband and I sometimes talk about the act of forgiving when<br \/>\nwe&#8217;re watching a TV documentary where someone forgives the perpetrator<br \/>\nof a terrible crime against them. My husband is always appalled at the<br \/>\nidea of forgiving a murderer, a violent criminal, a rapist. I am less<br \/>\nappalled and understand the concept although don&#8217;t know if I could do<br \/>\nit if I were in the same position as the victim. I have thought many<br \/>\ntimes that I would like to throw the switch when the time came to put<br \/>\ncertain criminals to death. <\/p>\n<p>Of the two of us, my husband is the one who tends to be more<br \/>\nforgiving in his actions towards others if not in words. I am the one<br \/>\nwho tends to hold a grudge although I am not a particularly judgmental<br \/>\nperson. It takes something serious to get me riled so much that I<br \/>\nreally want to cut someone off. <\/p>\n<p>I have thought many times about forgiving my ex-husband for a number<br \/>\nof things. It has been really hard to bring myself to forgive him in my<br \/>\nheart. There have been many consequences from things he did and didn&#8217;t<br \/>\ndo. I have been very angry at him for a long long time. I was married<br \/>\nto him for 18 years and after leaving him realized how much I didn&#8217;t<br \/>\nknow him. It surprises me that I was in such denial about him. I was<br \/>\nnaive.<\/p>\n<p>Can I forgive him? I have wanted to forgive him. The consequences of<br \/>\nhis actions have been so hurtful. I hope that my desire to forgive him<br \/>\nis a beginning to forgiving him. I think I&#8217;ll get to that point one of<br \/>\nthese days, the point of being able to say that I forgive him and mean<br \/>\nit. I would like him to forgive me for my having hurt him. Perhaps he<br \/>\nhas but can&#8217;t tell me. I don&#8217;t think I&#8217;ll ever know. He may not want my<br \/>\nforgiveness but I would like to forgive him anyway. Forgiving him<br \/>\nwouldn&#8217;t make us friends. I don&#8217;t need to be friends and I don&#8217;t want<br \/>\nto be enemies.<\/p>\n<p>I forgave both of my parents for all the stuff that happened when I<br \/>\nwas a child. They were their own worst enemies and I am happy that I<br \/>\nhaven&#8217;t had to live in the shoes of either of them. They weren&#8217;t my<br \/>\nenemies. They were so caught up in their respective miseries and bad<br \/>\nhabits that they couldn&#8217;t be good parents. They were two of the most<br \/>\nunhappy people I&#8217;ve ever met. I have felt sorry for them both. My<br \/>\nfather died in 1988. My mother is alive. Even though I forgive her for<br \/>\neverything, I don&#8217;t want to have contact with her because she never<br \/>\nchanges and I&#8217;ve had enough bad treatment. I forgive her for this but I<br \/>\ndon&#8217;t want to subject myself to it any more. I wish she could restrain<br \/>\nherself. I accept that she can&#8217;t.<\/p>\n<p>I forgive my daughter for not being able to forgive me for things<br \/>\nthat made her angry. I forgive her even if she doesn&#8217;t want my<br \/>\nforgiveness or think that she&#8217;s done anything to merit needing<br \/>\nforgiveness. I forgive her. This doesn&#8217;t mean that I want our<br \/>\nestrangement to be over. Because of how she feels and how she has acted<br \/>\ntowards me, perhaps estrangement is the best solution for both of us. I<br \/>\nwill always love her. I might not always like her but I will always<br \/>\nlove her. <\/p>\n<p>She wants me to apologize but I have been there and done that and<br \/>\nnow it feels like that old cartoon with Lucy pulling the football away<br \/>\nas Charlie Brown goes to kick it and then he falls on his back. Every<br \/>\nyear Lucy did that. In this case I feel like I would be playing the<br \/>\npart of Charlie Brown and I&#8217;m not going to run and try to kick that<br \/>\nfootball one more time. At least not the way she wants me to. <\/p>\n<p>I will apologize here for the following &#8230; for not knowing how to<br \/>\nreact to her anger in 1995 and 1996 in a way that would make her less<br \/>\nangry. I am sorry for not knowing what to do and how to do it. It is<br \/>\npossible that if I did know the answer to that question, I wouldn&#8217;t be<br \/>\nWILLING to do it. I don&#8217;t know. But maybe I am just not wise enough and<br \/>\nthere was a way that we could have had a continuing relationship. Would<br \/>\nit have been a good one? I don&#8217;t know that either.<\/p>\n<p>I forgive her for estranging herself from me. I am sure that she<br \/>\nthinks that it is the best solution. From my point of view I am<br \/>\nthinking currently that she is right. At least as long as she feels the<br \/>\nway that she feels. I don&#8217;t need people who don&#8217;t love me to try to<br \/>\nlove me. Someone loves me or they don&#8217;t. When the person is a daughter,<br \/>\nit is important. I would prefer that she stay away from me if she<br \/>\ndoesn&#8217;t love me. But I forgive her for not loving me.<\/p>\n<p>For myself, I forgive myself for being naive, for sometimes being<br \/>\ndownright stupid, for not being all knowing, for being human, and for<br \/>\nnot knowing what to do ten years ago. I wish I were a wiser woman who<br \/>\nknew how to get along with everyone all the time but I forgive myself<br \/>\nfor not being that. I don&#8217;t know if even the Dalai Lama is capable of<br \/>\ngetting along with everyone all the time. Somehow I think he is capable<br \/>\nof forgiving himself if he doesn&#8217;t.<\/p>\n<p>Snicks<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I hope that visitors here have looked at the articles on forgiveness at the links in the previous posts. Even if you don&#8217;t think of youself as the one who feels a need to understand forgiveness, these articles have something to offer. I got a lot out of reading them. 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