Tag: death

Antidepressants & Violence Connection Ignored 🙈

www.madinamerica.com/2024/08/violence-caused-by-antidepressants-ignored-once-again-by-psychiatrists/

Sudden Death & Trauma

A few weeks ago , I received a call from a gal whom I’ve bonded with for

varied reasons , several years ago.

She has had a rough life , married legally but separated from a man whose

goal in life was to abuse and torture her .

He even snuck onto her property and syphoned her automobile gas !

She is also n very bad health and her home is unhealthy as well , and there

was a threat of her loosing her home.

Still she does charity work and try’s her best .

And that’s a lot .

So this beautiful surviving earth angel , received the news that her husband

had died in his sleep . He did not live with anyone, they had no children

and so she will be entitled to his Social Security , and more .

Her abuser is deceased.

No one got in touch with her , no one who could have warned her , and

that’s sad .

Of course , she deserves all she can receive , after the shaming , character

assignation, etc that he has slammed her with for decades . She is a beautiful

Earth Angel , who serves our community, and thankfully her days of abuse

and lack are over.

When she called with this news, I reminded her that lower energies ,

who have done much harm will be exiting , during these days ..

It was an affirmation , and though death is final , and she is released

he had a choice ..He chose to continue the abusive tactics , and he was forced

to receive his spiritual judgement .

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Message from a dying friend

MESSAGE FROM A DYING FRIEND

I don’t want your answers, your good advice. I don’t want your theories about ‘why’ or ‘how’. I don’t need your pity. Your attempts to make me feel better only make me feel worse. I am human, just like you, and crave realness.

Just be present with me. Listen. Give me space. Hold my trembling hand, sometimes. Your attention is so precious to me. Your being speaks volumes.

If you feel uncomfortable, don’t be ashamed. If you don’t know what to say to me, that’s okay; I feel that way too, sometimes. If you feel disgusted, angry, uncertain, fearful, that’s okay, I love you for it. You are human, too.

Put your textbook learning to one side now. Don’t try to have ‘unconditional positive regard’; it feels so false to me. Forget ’empathy’ – I want you to come closer than that.

See, I am you, in disguise. These are your broken bones, your shallow breaths, your twisted limbs. I am your mirror; you are seeing yourself.

Don’t try to be strong for me. I am not a victim. Fall apart, if you must. Weep, if you need to weep. Mourn those shattered dreams, those lost futures. Let the past slip away too. Meet me here, now, in the fire of presence, with the fullness of your being.

I speak in an ancient language now.

I want you to be a witness.

– Jeff Foster ♥️🙏♥️