The papers are signed and on their way. Formalities, dealt with and so I drive home, business taken care of.
It is finished.
But now it begins. Now we get down to the heart of the matter. We get down to what this has meant. To me, to all of us.
First, let's clear something up. Our loyalties were never to you. Ever. Our loyalties were first and foremost to....
Matthew, Ronald Kent, Ellie, Ceilidh, Alexus, Courtney, Owen, Carly, Zoey, Kaitlyn and Teagan, Holden, Karina........
Do you even know who they are? These are our children who lived and died before we could even meet them and we pledged, in those moments where we were grasping that we'd have to live our entire lives without them to make their existence matter; to make them known and no matter how quickly you dismissed their lives with your disgusting pride and ego, we have no regrets.
Unlike you we can still walk with our heads held high. Unlike you, we didn't need to have our names plastered across our "care and concern." We gave it because we actually cared. It wasn't a currency for us. We needed nothing in return but the knowledge that what we were doing was good and would help heal the hearts of parents getting ready to walk a path we knew. We didn't want to sell a tour, we wanted to give the map freely. You charged for admission, we paid it in full, of our own volition,
Our babies died once and we did what we did to honor their memory and you stole that from us. You took our babies and used them for money. How could you? You fucking asshole. Seriously? Who does that?
Once the f bomb was dropped I felt a *little* better....but, then I erased the rest because that particular word took over....and that's not who I am.....And here's another....
In care, concern and the name of healing....
Really? Who's? Who do you care about?
Who are you concerned about?
Who's healing are you promoting? Your own.
See, the thing is, you were never the guardian of anyone's healing. You appointed that title to yourself. No one voted you in. You just pushed your way in. You created a monopoly on grief and have sat firmly on your throne for years. After all, without any accountability, is easy to maintain a reputation as being pious and benevolent isn't it? If anyone says any differently, just give 'em the boot and in your sickeningly sweet passive-aggressive way, bullshit the masses into believing you are protecting them. Right?
You know what that is? It's sick. It's abusive. It's disgusting and my God, it's wrong. You lie behind closed doors, you lie behind the people who are so convinced of your goodness, they won't ask questions. We all know what happens when someone disagrees with you. That's simply not allowed.
I want you to really let this sink into that sick, twisted brain of yours. You have lied to every single person you have come into contact with. What does that say about you? It can only be one of two things.
One, you justify that lying in the name of "healing." You keep facts back from people who need them because you view yourself as further along in the process and thus, have the authority to make those decisions for the people who trust you. You know what? We don't need another lie to take up space in our lives. We've told ourselves one too many already by the time we found you. That we'd be okay, that it was no big deal, that the world would understand what it means to parent a child from the grave.
I was stuck, quite literally.....in every way imaginable and I wasn't alone. Multiple other people were stuck in the quicksand of grief, unable to eat, sleep, function, while you posted your happy little vacation pictures and pretended we didn't exist. Something you're really, really good at.
And then it hit me. Denial is your MO. You are stuck in it. In the first stage of grief. Should we then pity you? Maybe, but I can't find it anywhere. Not for you. Not even a little.
Here's the thing, lady. You are hurting grieving parents. You have created an atmosphere where you encourage dependency on YOU. Everything about your little empire says "You need ME." But you know what? We don't. We need each other. We found each other. You are wholly, completely unequivocally unnecessary and you can't stand that, but you know it's true.
You have lied to the people who gave their all. You have lied about everyone and everything you have touched. And you have to live with that.
A dear friend told me I can't change your mind. I can't make you do the right thing. I can't. You have to live with yourself day in and day out and the level of dishonesty you must carry around with you is burden enough.
As for us. All of us....we are moving forward with the one lesson we can take from this disgusting situation. To never, ever, ever, ever be anything like you. Ever.
May you find the love, care and concern somewhere along the way.....but for now we'll call it like we see it....