One night they'll rip all the kitchen cabinets out and have a poop fight in the living room just because they were high as fuck. Two months later when they disappear, good luck.
The right thing to do is to pay some local hooligans to do a home invasion on the next door neighbors. After they get smacked around and humiliated, that house will be a reminder of the ordeal...so they'll move to escape the bad memory.
I expect K from you as soon as the neighbor house sells.
The right thing to do is to pay some local hooligans to do a home invasion on the next door neighbors. After they get smacked around and humiliated, that house will be a reminder of the ordeal...so they'll move to escape the bad memory.
I expect K from you as soon as the neighbor house sells.
Being forgiving and letting go of shit is infinitely more satisfying that getting revenge on someone or harboring anger towards them. My husband likes to say the best revenge is living well, it took me years to understand him, but I get it, finally.
I'll give you a concrete example. I was an abused child (mental and physical shit, but not sexual). My father, who was the abuser, died when I was 17. I can never get "Even" with him for what he did to me. There is simply NO WAY anything can pay back the bullshit I still deal with on a frequent basis because of what he did to me. But holding onto that shit, and harboring that shit, made me a very pissed off and frustrated wife and parent. That anger would spill out into my relationships with all men. It took me a long time, but I finally forgave him. The anger didn't go away entirely, but it's not there just simmering under the surface and when it does boil over I know where it is and where it's coming from and it doesn't own me. Forgiving someone takes away the control you give them in your mind.