You speak the way i feel most every day. The ignorance of most people who have children, yet have no clue what to do with them...and the insidious social lies perpetrated in the name of keeping facetelling the child she deserves her misery for burdening them all with her existance...when she is already wise enough to see through every lie, and unfortunately for her as well as them, she sees through their phony masks as if they weren't even there...The little boy in the story; The Emperors New Clothes...I didn't know how to play by the worlds games any more than he did. At 50, I still don't know how, nor do i care to. Even if it means never fitting in the world or being accepted by it. Why would I want to? Pretending doesn't work for me either. Thank you for putting your heart out here to share with others who truly understand everything you write...experiences may differ greatly, but we know that the pain of living is reality...I have been alone in this, so to read your words makes me feel less alone. God Bless you, and may you find the peace you seek before we have to go.
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You speak the way i feel most every day. The ignorance of most people who have children, yet have no clue what to do with them...and the insidious social lies perpetrated in the name of keeping facetelling the child she deserves her misery for burdening them all with her existance...when she is already wise enough to see through every lie, and unfortunately for her as well as them, she sees through their phony masks as if they weren't even there...The little boy in the story; The Emperors New Clothes...I didn't know how to play by the worlds games any more than he did. At 50, I still don't know how, nor do i care to. Even if it means never fitting in the world or being accepted by it. Why would I want to? Pretending doesn't work for me either. Thank you for putting your heart out here to share with others who truly understand everything you write...experiences may differ greatly, but we know that the pain of living is reality...I have been alone in this, so to read your words makes me feel less alone. God Bless you, and may you find the peace you seek before we have to go.