Well said, Gareth. I find myself oscillating between a position of anger and thinking "fuck `em" and struggling to find a way to forgive them. It's still very much an undecided thing. There are days when I wake up and think: "I'm better off without them; they let me down in the most profound way possible; I cannot even communicate with them because they see the world in such a different way from how I do." Then, there are days when I fear that I might fall out with my own parents, siblings and oldest friends and wonder if I might eventually come to regret that. I feel like Schroedinger's cat. I wrote one stack about my anger here: https://elephantcity.substack.com/p/heres-what-i-really-want-to-say?s=r and I wrote another about my efforts to find a way to forgive here: https://elephantcity.substack.com/p/how-can-we-ever-forgive-them?s=r