To be succinct and private… My incubator worked me for weeks to build rapport and trust with me in my younger days, to get me to tell her a something that she would ultimately, and immediately use and weaponize against me and others.
This wasnt the first time I tried to have a relationship with her, but it did finally open my eyes and become the last. In the many many decades since, I’ve not so much as acknowledge her existence when crossing paths.
(Part of) His response:
“Its bitter/ sweet to recall those happy times but i cherish that you choose to share them with me.”
i am honestly shocked, and wondering if thats a masked reply or genuine.
I got a photo of his drivers license shortly before that, (needed his ID to close and cash out an RESP that had been setup for me in 2007).
In his DL photo, he looks like he’s had a really rough time since we left. Like he’s aged 30 years in half that time. The metadata of the photo shows it was taken at his moms house.
Serves him right.
Part of me sent the videos to see if he cared, part of me just wanted to make him remember he had a happy family and a fairly good life; until he ruined it.
Life hasn’t been easy for any of us, but this side of the family at least still has eachother. It’s the only thing that’s kept us going TBH.