The friend that groped me in my sleep. He was my best friend and it absolutely threw me to wake up to that and then to have to cope it after. I’m not actively angry about it anymore, but I also don’t really think I’ve forgiven him either, and frankly he’s never asked for my forgiveness anyway (though to his credit, I did tell him to stay away from me going forward and to leave me alone, so he did do what I asked after the fact). Maybe if I understood why it happened I would be more willing to forgive, but it will just never make sense to me.
This guy who I thought was a good friend in high school who started ignoring me for no reason and I never found out why. He literally acted as if I didn’t exist for over a year.
Myself. I had anger issues as a child and teen. I hurt many people. I would always lock myself in the bathroom and cry deeply afterwards as I hated myself for doing it. I chipped my mom’s tooth, and she has back pain because of it. I tried to throw my dad down a flight of stairs. Nasty stuff. I’m better now, and my parents are saints for not having had me institutionalized.
My former boss – he created a toxic workplace and when I tried to discuss with him he ghosted me at work for 4 months making my job impossible. When he let me go he wouldn’t look me in the eye and gave me vague reasons. I hope that company goes down in flames due to his hubris
A parent, I really really tried cause I thought I should but this parent made everything chaotic, turned me and my siblings against each other, took money etc. I am 68 have had no communication with this person and is still in my siblings ears trying to split us up.
My birth giver. The day I told her that her boyfriend sexually assaulted me and she responded by telling me that if I loved her I would do whatever it takes to keep him happy so he will stay with her is the day that I decided she is no longer my mother. Absolutely unforgivable.
I would never forgive sociopaths and people with personality disorders who managed to poison my life, who tried to convince me that I was inferior. Some wounds they inflicted will never heal — they broke me and left me living half-dead. Let them burn in their own hell, far away from me and those I care about.
Mom’s ex boyfriend. He was mean and abusive. Drunkard who was a know it all. Hit meOnce. I toldMom if he ever hit me again I would killHim. She knew I meant it.
A family I know who used the fact that I was abandoned as a teenager to manipulate me into doing
free work for them, then dumped me when they got bored of me a week before Christmas.
Stole my video games/dreamcast when we let him stay at our house.
Extremely disrespectful to my family.
Bailed before my niece was born.
Tried to break into my house to take my niece.
Showed up, unannounced, with his Mom, for my niece’s first bday. My Dad flipped out and threatened him. He hid behind his Mom’s SVU while she talked to my Dad.
14 years later, he came back into her life randomly via Facebook. They went out for dinner (with my Sister). He promised to be around.
Sent a text later that week saying how he was sorry that he CANT be there for her. Blah blah. Cancelled their dinner plans.
Never heard from him again. This devastated my niece, who has had her issues because of him.
He’s a rat piece of garbage, if I ever see him again, Im going to knock him out.
Part of me was so happy the day her parental rights were formally terminated, and the last remaining ties I had to her were cut, but my son was just a baby. He didn’t deserve to feel abandoned like that. I’m glad my wife adopted him and has been the mother he deserves, but I can never forgive my ex for being so damn callous towards him.
My late partners mother, brother, and her abusers from childhood. She ended up killing herself but it was them that killed her really. I hope they’re fucking suffering.
My grandad was having cancer but before we findout my aunt was more close to him and my cousins…after he find out he was having cancer my mom was the one that get him to stay with us we helped him as we could at the time but my aunt and my cousins were nowhere to be seen..however he died and they took everything of his property even they didn’t help with his treatment and everything…we still talk but i am feeling so much anger..
Rapists and child molesters. I don’t give a fuck if you “turned your life around.”
Most things I can forgive besides that. Problem is, most people won’t admit they did anything wrong, only make excuses for why you should forgive them.
My incubator. I could forgive her for the physical, mental, and emotional damage she did to me, but I can never forgive her for the mental and emotional damage she did to my sister’s. Her preferential treatment of my brothers did no favors for them in adulthood either.
My sperm donor for ignoring me for 11 years while driving through where I lived to visit my older brother or go on vacation or see his third wives family several times a year, coming to ‘apologize’ two days before my (step)dad (who raised me and visited and invited me to spend time with him and my two little siblings at their home and on holidays even after he divorced my incubator) was declared brain dead. Sperm donor then demanded my communication because he ‘apologized’, and when I told him I didn’t feel like talking because “my dad just died”, his response was “He was not you dad. I’m your dad.”
Never forget. Never forgive. Never communicate again. I will not go to their funerals, and I will not shed a tear when I hear through the grapevine that they’re dead.
My ex & the girl he cheated on me with. She knew about me & lied to my face about it. And he hid the cheating and still lied to me about it even afterwards.
My brother. He molested my sister, slept with my ex gf, tried to break things up with that gf when we were together, cracked my head open twice and broke my nose, due to anger issues
My ex wife. She kidnapped my kids, brainwashed them into thinking I would a) Abuse them, and allow them to be abused and b) kill them . 10 years later and we are still dealing with the trauma. The kids haven’t heard from her in 7.5 years . I will never forgive her, or her now ( soon to be ex) husband. So much of what she accused me of doing, she did . Even the court felt she would kill them if she had unsupervised access to them again
I will never forgive this friend I had last year. My ex who I was seeing at the time died and it seemed like the friend was there for me. They used my vulnerability to push boundaries and behave inappropriately with me. I was lonely and missing my ex so I took bad behavior. I hope he burns in hell. There’s a special spot in hell for predators who prey on peoples vulnerabilities and exploit them to get something out of it.
I will never forgive my grandmother, she call the cops on me for stuff i never did and now i have stuff on my record that i can never get rid of, it makes it extremely hard to get a job, i have 3 felonies that i did not do on my record because of her, ill also never forgive the government.
My male and female adopter. They CHOSE to adopt children through foster care. And instead of giving us a better chance at life they abused us mentally, emotionally and physically. They made me hyper sexually aware at too young of age (like called me a slut in 1st grade and made comments about me engaging in sexual behavior with my brother when I was 6). They took the money they got from the state of California for adopting through foster care and used it for nice houses, and alcohol. They drank excessively, and still do. They adopted 5 children and only 1 talks regularly with them: my biological brother who is disabled and they’ve pumped with pills since the 90s (and they take his SS money, he has no access to his disability money) and he’s been drinking the male adopters koolaide so long he’s a racist homophobic pos just like them. I loathe them. Every day I wait for a call that one of them is gone. I hope the female adopter goes first. So the male adopter is alone. I forgave myself for holding on to hope they’d act like a mom and dad to me, so now I just wait for them to die so I’m finally free. They stalk my social media and try to instigate. I’ve bitten the bait a few times and then they claim I’m crazy, lol. Life with narcs.
The pet resort owner who allowed my dog to escape through a faulty fence. Rural resort, great reviews, seemed like the perfect place to keep my dog for 4 days. I was out of state when it happened. She put off contacting me for over 24 hours, and was extremely unhelpful trying to find him. I ended up making hundreds of flyers and offering up a reward I totally couldn’t afford to get people looking for him. She didn’t want the fact that she lost a dog to affect her business, and went out of her way to take down missing posters near her location. I never saw anyone from the resort looking for him, and a lot of the properties around there are gated and not really enthusiastic about uninvited people wandering around their property. I needed her help and didn’t get it and it ruined my life, not to mention my dog’s. He had been found after 18 days at the bottom of a dry tank by a rancher covered in ants, head trauma, dehydrated and emaciated.
I went full blown cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs for the entire time he was missing, and I spiraled the entire time he was in the hospital. He is completely blind now. He lost an eye, a few teeth, and part of a toe. I quit a great job to search for him and nurse him back to health. In my state, I was only allowed to sue for the price of the dog, not for damages or anything like that, so life really snowballed after that. I will forever hold that woman accountable for this, and I will never be able to forgive her inaction. This was in 2016, and I am still disgusted by the whole thing, but my blind dude is still here and is treated like a tiny king.
My coworker. She used information that I gave her, and my bad memory, to potentially cause me irreparable harm. And why? Because I was talking to her ex boyfriend, just in a friendly way, from 15 years ago. She’s been “happily” married for 10 years.
40 years ago I worked for an uncle of mine who had a small trucking company, when I told him that my wife was pregnant and I needed medical benefits, which he did not provide, he said he couldn’t afford it, yet he was sending his son, my cousin, to private school, just bought his wife a brand new car and was taking two overseas vacations a year while I ran his company in his absence. With the help of my father-in-law I found another job which provided me medical benefits, but at future family gatherings, according to him, I was the bad guy because I left his company. Nobody will screw you like family!
My mother. She went berserk on my wife because we as young parents wanted to raise our baby our way, not as my mother wished. She told my wife she is fucking insane with “fucked up head”. This year it’s 4th year we don’t speak with her anymore. At this point, we are better without her, I don’t want any relationship with that woman.
My mother because she was physically and verbally abusive to me starting when I was a baby. I will also never forgive my father for standing by and letting it happen. He could of done something but he chose not to – his words.
It took me years of therapy to undo the damage she did. I don’t forgive or forget.
My dad.. a few years ago, he was so plastered drunk that I ended up cornering my mother in the bathroom before the night was over… I remember his blood shot eyes, telling me if I wanted to step and do something I had the perfect opportunity.., I kept replaying in my head that he would leave in a body bag, or I would, but no one was touching my mom… Eventually he walked away and passed out on the bed.. the next morning he sat and stared at the television, smoking a cigar. He saw me, say a cold “sorry had too much last night..” didn’t even look me in the face as a man when he said it.
I lost my respect and gained ptsd from that night.. I can’t hear screaming, alarm clocks, be woken up or even think about taking a sip of alcohol without shaking and hyperventilating.. I struggled with alcohol after that myself.. I’m 3 months sober now and my ptsd has gotten progressively better.. but I lost respect for my dad that day. I love him, he’s never done anything of this sort before… but I can’t look at him and forgive that…
My mother. I’ll try to make a very long and kinda shitty story as short as possible. I grew up as the fat kid. Didn’t matter what I did, I couldn’t keep the weight off. My mom sent me to a Catholic school where my peers were physically, emotionally, and even sexually abusive to me. The staff at the school did next to nothing, and if I tried to defend myself I would be the one getting punishment for it. Some of the clergy at the church decided to take me under their wing, which ultimately got me molested. Life in grade school was a living Hell for me, and I begged, and begged, and begged to be taken out of that school and sent to public school like my brother and sister got to do. Nope. I was basically left to fend for myself the best I possibly could. Years later, in an effort to get my mom to understand what I’ve been working through in therapy, I was explaining to my mother what happened to me and how awful it was, and how upset I was that my siblings got taken out of that school but I was left behind. Not only did she not believe most of what I said (because to accept that she had anything to do with why I was so fucked up in my teens, twenties, and thirties would be to admit she wasn’t the best mom ever, and that’ll never happen), but she also finally told me why she refused to take me out of there. Apparently, she made a promise to some strangers at Catholic Charities, the place she adopted me through, that I would get a good Catholic education. Okay, I need to go rage out for a while. Every single time I recount this it makes me so angry I don’t know what to do with myself.
Sorry for the novel… I tried to keep it as short as I could. I just really don’t want to be alive any more.
I thought I could forgive her for not believing me about what my stepfather did to me. It wasn’t even just not believing me, it was making me continue to live with him, completely putting a wall up between her and I, making me talk to her and and him in the guidance counselors office about it and then sending me back to class in tears, rolling her eyes when I told her I, at 13, called the police about it because no one would help me.
My baby niece was born almost exactly a year ago and I have never loved someone like I love her and she’s not even my child.
I can’t fathom her coming to me telling me someone made her watch porn with them and tried to touch her and me not believe her.
My biological mother. She left my brother and I when we were about 2 and 3 years old, went and had our sister some time after with the dude she had been running around with, the same dude who had been sexually assaulting me and my brother until she left us. She told my grandfather that she would kill us if she had to keep us.
Now, she is married for the fourth time and raising three kids that aren’t hers, after failing to be there for her own three kids. Playing mom, when she already failed.
The reason I can never forgive her:
She still to this day thinks she is more the victim than us. She asks me if I have trauma from her, and acts/sounds PROUD to have caused that trauma. Each time she comes back into my life, she finds a way to do something awful and traumatize me more. I’ve learned, after a couple failed attempts, that trying to make room for her in my life isn’t worth it anymore. I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, but god damn it has bit me in the ass each time.
Today is her birthday too. Might be the first that I don’t message her.
My aunt. She left my grandma waiting all day like a kid waiting for his dead beat dad to pick him up. Aunt was suppose to take her out shopping and spend the day together. Aunt ‘got busy’ and forgot. Same aunt withdrew as much as she could from my grandmas account (aunt was authorized to access in emergencies) as my grandma drew her last breathes. My watch alerted me to the transaction as I held my grandmas hand. My aunt showed up 10 minutes after she passed. For 30 years I looked up to my aunt and uncle, now they repulse me.
My sperm donor of a father. When I was 10 years old he raped and strangled my 12 year old sister. Then he hit me upside the head with an iron skillet and stabbed me 6 times and left me for dead.
My stepfather got a nurse at the hospital pregnant while my sister was dying of leukemia. He’s also never had a job in the 30+ years I’ve known him and enjoyed beating the shit out of my mom. She may have forgave him (multiple times for multiple incidents), but I never will.
One of my best friends all throughout high school, college, and into my adult life, got engaged and chose to support his fiance in being petty. She purposely planned her bachelorette party to be on the same day as my wedding because she got in an argument with another of our friends and she didn’t want him around the other friend.
So not only did one of my best friend not show up at all to my wedding, several of my female friends missed the ceremony because they wanted to keep the peace and make an appearance at both.
He was like a brother to me for 10+ years, and chose a girl who he regularly talked about how much he couldn’t stand her. Haven’t seen or spoken to him since, not sure I want to.
My grandfather for raping my sister between ages 4-16
My grandmother for covering for him
My cousins mother for blaming it on my sister (“why did she let it carry on for so long if she didn’t like it?”)
The prison for letting my grandfather send a letter to my sister that instantly caused a suicide attempt
Myself for not telling anyone when my sister told me about it all when I was 8 (she is 3 years older than me, so I could have saved her 5 years of suffering)
My parents for not believing my sister (or rather believing my grandfather excuses) when she told them when she was 4 (I still love my parents, but as a father myself I can’t really forgive that part, no matter how much my logical brain can “understand it”)
My ex. Strung me along with the idea that we were repairing our relationship for years and later admitted she had no plans to stay together but was scared of losing the financial security of being with me. Along the way her treatment of me turned me to alcoholism, self-harm, and ultimately a suicide attempt. After which she decided to lie to the police in order to secure a temporary protective order, getting me kicked out of our apartment, losing my job (we worked in the same building), and preventing me from seeing our son for a year.
My ex-wife’s parents. They gaslit and neglected her for years, ignored her, and when she tried to tell them she was being molested by her brothers they told her she was just looking for attention.
Obviously the brothers, too, but her parents never looked out for her.
My demented narcissistic grandfather who accused me of forging bank records when I showed him he had not in fact lent me money (he lent it to a different family member, a cousin) and then screamed at my wife and lunged to either push or strike her before I got in between them. I ghosted him for the next seven years until he died. Good riddance.
My cousins’ abusive ex-stepmother. She hurt them to the point of one of them being suicidal. My cousins are like siblings to me and I could never, ever forgive this woman for what she did to them.
My ex. She said she would love me more if I proposed to her. When I bought the ring and asked, she said she would love me forever but didn’t see herself in a relationship with me anymore. Now she’s with a gambler and a drug addict. I don’t hate her, i despise her.
My mother came to my hospital room after I gave birth, exclusively to tell me that my baby ( who was in the nicu) was going to die and that it would be my punishment from god for marrying a ( insert racial slurs).
I have heart failure and a mechanical aortic heart valve. Had a stroke, many mini heart attacks.
My mother had the opportunity to have my heart fixed when I was 14. I would likely had normal life if she had. She chose to ignore the letters and correspondencewith my cardiologist, because it got in the way of one of her horse shows. Her horses took priority, always.
Childhood bf who slept with my gf when I went to college. She’s cutoff forever also, but losing my best friend gutted me. 20 years later, it still hurts.
I found out he was having inappropriate discussion with 14 years old boys online.
-Told my mom, we gathered all the proof we could to contact the police.
-He found out we knew, asked his brother to help him erase everything… he did.
-Police said they needed the originals, took his computer and found nothing on it, so he got away with it.
Then he used that against my mom and I to tell everyone how horrible we were. That we were liars trying to ruin his life. Made up terrible lies about me to turn everyone against us. Here are a few:
He said I was always walking naked in front of him because I was in love with him
-That I was stealing money from him.
-That I was stealing his painkillers to get high and that he had to suffer because of me.
-That all the paintings I made were his and that I was just signing them to make people believe it was me.
And more. Haven’t seen him in 20 years and I don’t want to. He can die alone in a ditch for all I care, I won’t show up to his funerals.
My old elementary school teacher. I still know her name and where she lives, though I haven’t checked in a couple years the hate I hold for her runs deep enough for me to periodically check. She tried to say I was intellectually disabled but then they were advised to test me. The opposite was true. They then pushed me to give answers they could use to weaponize DCF against my family and we had to flee the state. That school had a history of doing this to mixed kids apparently as it was in a rural, red region. If she/they succeeded my education would have been destroyed out of the gate and I’d be in foster care, all kinds of issues. I have a special kind of hate for her and those school administrators. Especially since they target children.
My father. He was an insufferable narcissist and very abusive (as in child head shaped holes in the wall kind of abusive) and on top of that he raped me.
My step dad’s aunt. I will make her grave into a public bathroom when she finally croaks.
She used to be a foster parent, and she would treat her foster kids like her personal servants. They had to do all the cleaning around the house, and they were not allowed to mingle when she had guests there (but would make them take people’s coats and do the dishes after we ate). She was extremely well-off (her husband was a pretty successful lawyer), but only gave them scraps. They would run away fairly frequently.
When my step dad passed, she somehow convinced the pastor to start the funeral service early, even though my mom and I had not arrived yet. We got there a few minutes early and they were already halfway through, the funeral director was pissed and said she tried to get them to wait.
She went through all of our stuff that was in storage after he passed and threw away a ton of my childhood things, home movies, etc. She called my mom and told her to come get her stuff or it was all going to the dump, when we got there almost everything was gone. She claimed it was all garbage. This was maybe a week or two after my step dad died.
She also fucked up her own kids, played favorites with her grandkids and then when her favorite granddaughter admitted to being sexually abused, she turned a blind eye. That granddaughter ended up hooked on drugs at 15.
Oh, and of course, she was a super devout Christian, so she refuses to believe she’s anything but a saint.
fuck you for being the nasty narcissist piece of trash you are, screwing over everyone who gets close to you but doesn’t live up to your bizarre standards.
Your siblings hated you: all three are dead now, all estranged from you when they passed in 2006, 2015, 2023. Both your children hate you: your 25 year old daughter gray-rocks you and your nearly 40-year old son has been no-contact for a decade. and I hate you! you filled my head with lies about my mother, led me to believe you would help me in a time of crisis, and thoroughly fucked over my life in 2019. I don’t even know if you are still alive. if so, I truly hope you are miserable. because I am still trying to recover from the worst 5 years of my life that you helped kick off.
fuck you, bitch. you cunt. you cunt o’shit.
fuck. YOU.
(thank you for asking, OP. I didn’t know i needed to “say” that today.)
Had an old friend who was just a bully towards everyone. He was simply not a good friend. But I didn’t have many good friends growing up, so I didn’t know any better.
One night while I was at work, he got himself a rainbow pride sticker. Cut it into the shape of a swastika, and slapped it in my bumper.
I came out after a hellish shift to find I had two spiked tires. I was rooming with one of the friends at the time, so I called them for a ride. I didn’t see the sticker.
The friend I called and the friend who pulled this “prank” showed up to pick me up almost right away. I was exhausted from work and didn’t question it. They dropped me off at home, left again, and returned a bit later with the sticker.
The friend who was responsible explained what he’d done, and that they’d been quick to get me because they’d been parked nearby where they could “watch my reaction and make sure no one tried to kick my ass over the sticker.”
He himself was prone to bursts of violence. And, like I said, just lots of shitty behavior. But this one was the last straw. He did this with the active concern that it could cause me harm, and the rest of the friends let him.
I got my tires fixed the next day, packed my shit, and left. I didn’t come back, and didn’t talk to any of them again for years. I saw him twice again over the years. Once, with a group of his friends from his new church. He told them they couldn’t “joke with me” because I was “sensitive.” They got pretty quiet about things when I explained what he used to get up to, and the sticker.
The second time, he came to a party at the place I was living at, all apologetic. I did not forgive him.
My exMIL. My kid’s father didn’t take me to court for custody of our kid, his mother did. She kept me in court for 7 years, and every time she was unhappy with her visitation schedule one of her many family members called CFS on me.
I burned all the court papers when kid was early 20’s, but if I ever see that person in a dark alley…
The friend that used me for everything from emotional to financial support while playing head games with me the entire time and gaslighting me into apologizing for things I never said or did. Then when I got the strength to end the friendship, she dedicated the next 5 years (and still counting) to trying to destroy everything from my marriage to my career. She text bombed my mother who had stage 4 cancer with messages calling me a drug addict and accusing me of beating my kids and threatening to call CPS on me if I didn’t talk to her.
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The group project kid who vanished till the night before. You know who you are. 😤
Myself. That guy ruined my life
Donald Trump. Do I really need to explain why?
Anyone who has bullied me, past or present. It’s amazing how many adults try to bully people as well.
If anyone is a bully, I literally hope they suffer for it.
The barber who said “trust me” right before ruining my life
The friend that groped me in my sleep. He was my best friend and it absolutely threw me to wake up to that and then to have to cope it after. I’m not actively angry about it anymore, but I also don’t really think I’ve forgiven him either, and frankly he’s never asked for my forgiveness anyway (though to his credit, I did tell him to stay away from me going forward and to leave me alone, so he did do what I asked after the fact). Maybe if I understood why it happened I would be more willing to forgive, but it will just never make sense to me.
This guy who I thought was a good friend in high school who started ignoring me for no reason and I never found out why. He literally acted as if I didn’t exist for over a year.
Myself. I had anger issues as a child and teen. I hurt many people. I would always lock myself in the bathroom and cry deeply afterwards as I hated myself for doing it. I chipped my mom’s tooth, and she has back pain because of it. I tried to throw my dad down a flight of stairs. Nasty stuff. I’m better now, and my parents are saints for not having had me institutionalized.
My former boss – he created a toxic workplace and when I tried to discuss with him he ghosted me at work for 4 months making my job impossible. When he let me go he wouldn’t look me in the eye and gave me vague reasons. I hope that company goes down in flames due to his hubris
A parent, I really really tried cause I thought I should but this parent made everything chaotic, turned me and my siblings against each other, took money etc. I am 68 have had no communication with this person and is still in my siblings ears trying to split us up.
My birth giver. The day I told her that her boyfriend sexually assaulted me and she responded by telling me that if I loved her I would do whatever it takes to keep him happy so he will stay with her is the day that I decided she is no longer my mother. Absolutely unforgivable.
The UK government as an entity… them MF’s bent over the whole country and fucked us dry.
Ex partners who mistreated me
My dad
My ex best friend, he betrayed me after 10 years of friendship
My dad. He’s an angry drunk. Haven’t talked to him for almost 20 years.
Nobody
My oldest sister. She has done so much to me. But the last straw was taking my mom and myself to court for something we didn’t do.
I would never forgive sociopaths and people with personality disorders who managed to poison my life, who tried to convince me that I was inferior. Some wounds they inflicted will never heal — they broke me and left me living half-dead. Let them burn in their own hell, far away from me and those I care about.
You know what you did, Keith
My ex-boss. Fuck you John, I wish many painful urinary tract infections for the rest of your days.
Mom’s ex boyfriend. He was mean and abusive. Drunkard who was a know it all. Hit meOnce. I toldMom if he ever hit me again I would killHim. She knew I meant it.
My school bully he never apologised earlier
A family I know who used the fact that I was abandoned as a teenager to manipulate me into doing
free work for them, then dumped me when they got bored of me a week before Christmas.
Abusers of children, SO’s, and animals.
The ones who never ask for it. And because it’s clear they don’t want it.
My ex’s parents. They made his childhood hell, and he never recovered. He ended up dying of a heroin overdose, and they are directly responsible.
My previous managers lol
My best friend of 15 years who stole my MS medication for her fiance while I was helping plan her wedding as her maid of honor.
My niece’s father.
I’ll try and keep it short.
Stole my video games/dreamcast when we let him stay at our house.
Extremely disrespectful to my family.
Bailed before my niece was born.
Tried to break into my house to take my niece.
Showed up, unannounced, with his Mom, for my niece’s first bday. My Dad flipped out and threatened him. He hid behind his Mom’s SVU while she talked to my Dad.
14 years later, he came back into her life randomly via Facebook. They went out for dinner (with my Sister). He promised to be around.
Sent a text later that week saying how he was sorry that he CANT be there for her. Blah blah. Cancelled their dinner plans.
Never heard from him again. This devastated my niece, who has had her issues because of him.
He’s a rat piece of garbage, if I ever see him again, Im going to knock him out.
My ex who abandoned my son.
Part of me was so happy the day her parental rights were formally terminated, and the last remaining ties I had to her were cut, but my son was just a baby. He didn’t deserve to feel abandoned like that. I’m glad my wife adopted him and has been the mother he deserves, but I can never forgive my ex for being so damn callous towards him.
My dad. Alcoholic dead beat who created my childhood trauma; along with his narcissism.
My late partners mother, brother, and her abusers from childhood. She ended up killing herself but it was them that killed her really. I hope they’re fucking suffering.
My grandad was having cancer but before we findout my aunt was more close to him and my cousins…after he find out he was having cancer my mom was the one that get him to stay with us we helped him as we could at the time but my aunt and my cousins were nowhere to be seen..however he died and they took everything of his property even they didn’t help with his treatment and everything…we still talk but i am feeling so much anger..
Most people. Forgiveness as a form of closure is incredibly overrated
My sisters abuser
Kids at school that gave me a hard time for no rhyme or reason.
does it have to be just one person?
Rapists and child molesters. I don’t give a fuck if you “turned your life around.”
Most things I can forgive besides that. Problem is, most people won’t admit they did anything wrong, only make excuses for why you should forgive them.
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My ex for cheating with another guy.
My incubator. I could forgive her for the physical, mental, and emotional damage she did to me, but I can never forgive her for the mental and emotional damage she did to my sister’s. Her preferential treatment of my brothers did no favors for them in adulthood either.
My sperm donor for ignoring me for 11 years while driving through where I lived to visit my older brother or go on vacation or see his third wives family several times a year, coming to ‘apologize’ two days before my (step)dad (who raised me and visited and invited me to spend time with him and my two little siblings at their home and on holidays even after he divorced my incubator) was declared brain dead. Sperm donor then demanded my communication because he ‘apologized’, and when I told him I didn’t feel like talking because “my dad just died”, his response was “He was not you dad. I’m your dad.”
Never forget. Never forgive. Never communicate again. I will not go to their funerals, and I will not shed a tear when I hear through the grapevine that they’re dead.
Hugo Chavez, Nicolas Maduro, Diosdado Cabello, Lucas Tascon, etc. As a Venezuelan no longer living in his home country, you may know why.
My ex & the girl he cheated on me with. She knew about me & lied to my face about it. And he hid the cheating and still lied to me about it even afterwards.
My brother. He molested my sister, slept with my ex gf, tried to break things up with that gf when we were together, cracked my head open twice and broke my nose, due to anger issues
My biological father. He was a no-good thief who only did nice things for his own benefit. I’m glad he was killed in a work accident.
My parents and dew bullies because I was alienated and emotionally abused since the age of 7, and I was physically abused since 1 std to 5 std.
My ex, the cunt.
Edit: because she’s a cunt.
My ex wife. She kidnapped my kids, brainwashed them into thinking I would a) Abuse them, and allow them to be abused and b) kill them . 10 years later and we are still dealing with the trauma. The kids haven’t heard from her in 7.5 years . I will never forgive her, or her now ( soon to be ex) husband. So much of what she accused me of doing, she did . Even the court felt she would kill them if she had unsupervised access to them again
Nobody. I will forgive anyone and everyone who shows genuine remorse.
However, forgiveness should not grant impunity to consequences.
my dad for being an alcoholic, he past away drunk, I will spare you the details, I loved him but I will never forgive his weakness to alcohol
I will never forgive this friend I had last year. My ex who I was seeing at the time died and it seemed like the friend was there for me. They used my vulnerability to push boundaries and behave inappropriately with me. I was lonely and missing my ex so I took bad behavior. I hope he burns in hell. There’s a special spot in hell for predators who prey on peoples vulnerabilities and exploit them to get something out of it.
My own family members sabotaged me in many ways. I don’t feel safe with them in my life. They don’t have my best interests.
Mf knows who and mf know why
My Father, he had an affair.
I will never forgive my grandmother, she call the cops on me for stuff i never did and now i have stuff on my record that i can never get rid of, it makes it extremely hard to get a job, i have 3 felonies that i did not do on my record because of her, ill also never forgive the government.
My male and female adopter. They CHOSE to adopt children through foster care. And instead of giving us a better chance at life they abused us mentally, emotionally and physically. They made me hyper sexually aware at too young of age (like called me a slut in 1st grade and made comments about me engaging in sexual behavior with my brother when I was 6). They took the money they got from the state of California for adopting through foster care and used it for nice houses, and alcohol. They drank excessively, and still do. They adopted 5 children and only 1 talks regularly with them: my biological brother who is disabled and they’ve pumped with pills since the 90s (and they take his SS money, he has no access to his disability money) and he’s been drinking the male adopters koolaide so long he’s a racist homophobic pos just like them. I loathe them. Every day I wait for a call that one of them is gone. I hope the female adopter goes first. So the male adopter is alone. I forgave myself for holding on to hope they’d act like a mom and dad to me, so now I just wait for them to die so I’m finally free. They stalk my social media and try to instigate. I’ve bitten the bait a few times and then they claim I’m crazy, lol. Life with narcs.
my ex wife……she cheated on me
my friend……he robbed my house
all the people that bullied me…….in school and at work
My brother because he’s a selfish asshole.
The pet resort owner who allowed my dog to escape through a faulty fence. Rural resort, great reviews, seemed like the perfect place to keep my dog for 4 days. I was out of state when it happened. She put off contacting me for over 24 hours, and was extremely unhelpful trying to find him. I ended up making hundreds of flyers and offering up a reward I totally couldn’t afford to get people looking for him. She didn’t want the fact that she lost a dog to affect her business, and went out of her way to take down missing posters near her location. I never saw anyone from the resort looking for him, and a lot of the properties around there are gated and not really enthusiastic about uninvited people wandering around their property. I needed her help and didn’t get it and it ruined my life, not to mention my dog’s. He had been found after 18 days at the bottom of a dry tank by a rancher covered in ants, head trauma, dehydrated and emaciated.
I went full blown cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs for the entire time he was missing, and I spiraled the entire time he was in the hospital. He is completely blind now. He lost an eye, a few teeth, and part of a toe. I quit a great job to search for him and nurse him back to health. In my state, I was only allowed to sue for the price of the dog, not for damages or anything like that, so life really snowballed after that. I will forever hold that woman accountable for this, and I will never be able to forgive her inaction. This was in 2016, and I am still disgusted by the whole thing, but my blind dude is still here and is treated like a tiny king.
My coworker. She used information that I gave her, and my bad memory, to potentially cause me irreparable harm. And why? Because I was talking to her ex boyfriend, just in a friendly way, from 15 years ago. She’s been “happily” married for 10 years.
40 years ago I worked for an uncle of mine who had a small trucking company, when I told him that my wife was pregnant and I needed medical benefits, which he did not provide, he said he couldn’t afford it, yet he was sending his son, my cousin, to private school, just bought his wife a brand new car and was taking two overseas vacations a year while I ran his company in his absence. With the help of my father-in-law I found another job which provided me medical benefits, but at future family gatherings, according to him, I was the bad guy because I left his company. Nobody will screw you like family!
My mother. She went berserk on my wife because we as young parents wanted to raise our baby our way, not as my mother wished. She told my wife she is fucking insane with “fucked up head”. This year it’s 4th year we don’t speak with her anymore. At this point, we are better without her, I don’t want any relationship with that woman.
My mother because she was physically and verbally abusive to me starting when I was a baby. I will also never forgive my father for standing by and letting it happen. He could of done something but he chose not to – his words.
It took me years of therapy to undo the damage she did. I don’t forgive or forget.
My dad.. a few years ago, he was so plastered drunk that I ended up cornering my mother in the bathroom before the night was over… I remember his blood shot eyes, telling me if I wanted to step and do something I had the perfect opportunity.., I kept replaying in my head that he would leave in a body bag, or I would, but no one was touching my mom… Eventually he walked away and passed out on the bed.. the next morning he sat and stared at the television, smoking a cigar. He saw me, say a cold “sorry had too much last night..” didn’t even look me in the face as a man when he said it.
I lost my respect and gained ptsd from that night.. I can’t hear screaming, alarm clocks, be woken up or even think about taking a sip of alcohol without shaking and hyperventilating.. I struggled with alcohol after that myself.. I’m 3 months sober now and my ptsd has gotten progressively better.. but I lost respect for my dad that day. I love him, he’s never done anything of this sort before… but I can’t look at him and forgive that…
My mother. I’ll try to make a very long and kinda shitty story as short as possible. I grew up as the fat kid. Didn’t matter what I did, I couldn’t keep the weight off. My mom sent me to a Catholic school where my peers were physically, emotionally, and even sexually abusive to me. The staff at the school did next to nothing, and if I tried to defend myself I would be the one getting punishment for it. Some of the clergy at the church decided to take me under their wing, which ultimately got me molested. Life in grade school was a living Hell for me, and I begged, and begged, and begged to be taken out of that school and sent to public school like my brother and sister got to do. Nope. I was basically left to fend for myself the best I possibly could. Years later, in an effort to get my mom to understand what I’ve been working through in therapy, I was explaining to my mother what happened to me and how awful it was, and how upset I was that my siblings got taken out of that school but I was left behind. Not only did she not believe most of what I said (because to accept that she had anything to do with why I was so fucked up in my teens, twenties, and thirties would be to admit she wasn’t the best mom ever, and that’ll never happen), but she also finally told me why she refused to take me out of there. Apparently, she made a promise to some strangers at Catholic Charities, the place she adopted me through, that I would get a good Catholic education. Okay, I need to go rage out for a while. Every single time I recount this it makes me so angry I don’t know what to do with myself.
Sorry for the novel… I tried to keep it as short as I could. I just really don’t want to be alive any more.
Probably my mother.
I thought I could forgive her for not believing me about what my stepfather did to me. It wasn’t even just not believing me, it was making me continue to live with him, completely putting a wall up between her and I, making me talk to her and and him in the guidance counselors office about it and then sending me back to class in tears, rolling her eyes when I told her I, at 13, called the police about it because no one would help me.
My baby niece was born almost exactly a year ago and I have never loved someone like I love her and she’s not even my child.
I can’t fathom her coming to me telling me someone made her watch porn with them and tried to touch her and me not believe her.
Tommy Tuberville
Anyone who has hurt me. People never change. If they do it once they will do it again.
My biological mother. She left my brother and I when we were about 2 and 3 years old, went and had our sister some time after with the dude she had been running around with, the same dude who had been sexually assaulting me and my brother until she left us. She told my grandfather that she would kill us if she had to keep us.
Now, she is married for the fourth time and raising three kids that aren’t hers, after failing to be there for her own three kids. Playing mom, when she already failed.
The reason I can never forgive her:
She still to this day thinks she is more the victim than us. She asks me if I have trauma from her, and acts/sounds PROUD to have caused that trauma. Each time she comes back into my life, she finds a way to do something awful and traumatize me more. I’ve learned, after a couple failed attempts, that trying to make room for her in my life isn’t worth it anymore. I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, but god damn it has bit me in the ass each time.
Today is her birthday too. Might be the first that I don’t message her.
My parents for emotionally neglecting me
The little old lady from The Fox and the Hound movie. She knows what she did.
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My old “supervisor.” Rae I hope your key breaks off in your car door and you hit every red light for the rest of your life.
My ex wife. Left our family for an ex hs boyfriend two days after our daughter turned 9.
Hardee’s, for buying and eliminating Burger Chef. I will NOT give Hardee’s a single penny of my money.
Andrew Wakefield.
Who knows how many hundreds of dead kids because their idiot parents listened to his lies about vaccines all so he could make a buck.
My former close friend who married my ex-fiancé. I cried on his shoulder about the break up only for him to start dating her a month later.
My aunt. She left my grandma waiting all day like a kid waiting for his dead beat dad to pick him up. Aunt was suppose to take her out shopping and spend the day together. Aunt ‘got busy’ and forgot. Same aunt withdrew as much as she could from my grandmas account (aunt was authorized to access in emergencies) as my grandma drew her last breathes. My watch alerted me to the transaction as I held my grandmas hand. My aunt showed up 10 minutes after she passed. For 30 years I looked up to my aunt and uncle, now they repulse me.
My sperm donor of a father. When I was 10 years old he raped and strangled my 12 year old sister. Then he hit me upside the head with an iron skillet and stabbed me 6 times and left me for dead.
My stepfather got a nurse at the hospital pregnant while my sister was dying of leukemia. He’s also never had a job in the 30+ years I’ve known him and enjoyed beating the shit out of my mom. She may have forgave him (multiple times for multiple incidents), but I never will.
The Fox executives who killed Firefly.
One of my best friends all throughout high school, college, and into my adult life, got engaged and chose to support his fiance in being petty. She purposely planned her bachelorette party to be on the same day as my wedding because she got in an argument with another of our friends and she didn’t want him around the other friend.
So not only did one of my best friend not show up at all to my wedding, several of my female friends missed the ceremony because they wanted to keep the peace and make an appearance at both.
He was like a brother to me for 10+ years, and chose a girl who he regularly talked about how much he couldn’t stand her. Haven’t seen or spoken to him since, not sure I want to.
My grandfather for raping my sister between ages 4-16
My grandmother for covering for him
My cousins mother for blaming it on my sister (“why did she let it carry on for so long if she didn’t like it?”)
The prison for letting my grandfather send a letter to my sister that instantly caused a suicide attempt
Myself for not telling anyone when my sister told me about it all when I was 8 (she is 3 years older than me, so I could have saved her 5 years of suffering)
My parents for not believing my sister (or rather believing my grandfather excuses) when she told them when she was 4 (I still love my parents, but as a father myself I can’t really forgive that part, no matter how much my logical brain can “understand it”)
My ex. Strung me along with the idea that we were repairing our relationship for years and later admitted she had no plans to stay together but was scared of losing the financial security of being with me. Along the way her treatment of me turned me to alcoholism, self-harm, and ultimately a suicide attempt. After which she decided to lie to the police in order to secure a temporary protective order, getting me kicked out of our apartment, losing my job (we worked in the same building), and preventing me from seeing our son for a year.
I hope nothing but the worst for that woman.
My ex-wife’s parents. They gaslit and neglected her for years, ignored her, and when she tried to tell them she was being molested by her brothers they told her she was just looking for attention.
Obviously the brothers, too, but her parents never looked out for her.
I will never forgive an old college buddy for being into cp. ROT IN HELL, JACKASS.
My demented narcissistic grandfather who accused me of forging bank records when I showed him he had not in fact lent me money (he lent it to a different family member, a cousin) and then screamed at my wife and lunged to either push or strike her before I got in between them. I ghosted him for the next seven years until he died. Good riddance.
My cousins’ abusive ex-stepmother. She hurt them to the point of one of them being suicidal. My cousins are like siblings to me and I could never, ever forgive this woman for what she did to them.
My ex. She said she would love me more if I proposed to her. When I bought the ring and asked, she said she would love me forever but didn’t see herself in a relationship with me anymore. Now she’s with a gambler and a drug addict. I don’t hate her, i despise her.
My mother came to my hospital room after I gave birth, exclusively to tell me that my baby ( who was in the nicu) was going to die and that it would be my punishment from god for marrying a ( insert racial slurs).
My mother.
I have heart failure and a mechanical aortic heart valve. Had a stroke, many mini heart attacks.
My mother had the opportunity to have my heart fixed when I was 14. I would likely had normal life if she had. She chose to ignore the letters and correspondencewith my cardiologist, because it got in the way of one of her horse shows. Her horses took priority, always.
Childhood bf who slept with my gf when I went to college. She’s cutoff forever also, but losing my best friend gutted me. 20 years later, it still hurts.
My dad and my uncle.
-Told my mom, we gathered all the proof we could to contact the police.
-He found out we knew, asked his brother to help him erase everything… he did.
-Police said they needed the originals, took his computer and found nothing on it, so he got away with it.
Then he used that against my mom and I to tell everyone how horrible we were. That we were liars trying to ruin his life. Made up terrible lies about me to turn everyone against us. Here are a few:
-That I was stealing money from him.
-That I was stealing his painkillers to get high and that he had to suffer because of me.
-That all the paintings I made were his and that I was just signing them to make people believe it was me.
And more. Haven’t seen him in 20 years and I don’t want to. He can die alone in a ditch for all I care, I won’t show up to his funerals.
My old elementary school teacher. I still know her name and where she lives, though I haven’t checked in a couple years the hate I hold for her runs deep enough for me to periodically check. She tried to say I was intellectually disabled but then they were advised to test me. The opposite was true. They then pushed me to give answers they could use to weaponize DCF against my family and we had to flee the state. That school had a history of doing this to mixed kids apparently as it was in a rural, red region. If she/they succeeded my education would have been destroyed out of the gate and I’d be in foster care, all kinds of issues. I have a special kind of hate for her and those school administrators. Especially since they target children.
My father. He was an insufferable narcissist and very abusive (as in child head shaped holes in the wall kind of abusive) and on top of that he raped me.
My step dad’s aunt. I will make her grave into a public bathroom when she finally croaks.
She used to be a foster parent, and she would treat her foster kids like her personal servants. They had to do all the cleaning around the house, and they were not allowed to mingle when she had guests there (but would make them take people’s coats and do the dishes after we ate). She was extremely well-off (her husband was a pretty successful lawyer), but only gave them scraps. They would run away fairly frequently.
When my step dad passed, she somehow convinced the pastor to start the funeral service early, even though my mom and I had not arrived yet. We got there a few minutes early and they were already halfway through, the funeral director was pissed and said she tried to get them to wait.
She went through all of our stuff that was in storage after he passed and threw away a ton of my childhood things, home movies, etc. She called my mom and told her to come get her stuff or it was all going to the dump, when we got there almost everything was gone. She claimed it was all garbage. This was maybe a week or two after my step dad died.
She also fucked up her own kids, played favorites with her grandkids and then when her favorite granddaughter admitted to being sexually abused, she turned a blind eye. That granddaughter ended up hooked on drugs at 15.
Oh, and of course, she was a super devout Christian, so she refuses to believe she’s anything but a saint.
my aunt.
fuck you for being the nasty narcissist piece of trash you are, screwing over everyone who gets close to you but doesn’t live up to your bizarre standards.
Your siblings hated you: all three are dead now, all estranged from you when they passed in 2006, 2015, 2023. Both your children hate you: your 25 year old daughter gray-rocks you and your nearly 40-year old son has been no-contact for a decade. and I hate you! you filled my head with lies about my mother, led me to believe you would help me in a time of crisis, and thoroughly fucked over my life in 2019. I don’t even know if you are still alive. if so, I truly hope you are miserable. because I am still trying to recover from the worst 5 years of my life that you helped kick off.
fuck you, bitch. you cunt. you cunt o’shit.
fuck. YOU.
(thank you for asking, OP. I didn’t know i needed to “say” that today.)
An uncle. He molested me from age 6 thru 16. I’m 60 now, and I’m still working on it. Seems I’ve gotten thru it when another layer comes up
Anyone who voted for Trump, for obvious reasons.
Nobody. Forgiveness is for you, not them.
Had an old friend who was just a bully towards everyone. He was simply not a good friend. But I didn’t have many good friends growing up, so I didn’t know any better.
One night while I was at work, he got himself a rainbow pride sticker. Cut it into the shape of a swastika, and slapped it in my bumper.
I came out after a hellish shift to find I had two spiked tires. I was rooming with one of the friends at the time, so I called them for a ride. I didn’t see the sticker.
The friend I called and the friend who pulled this “prank” showed up to pick me up almost right away. I was exhausted from work and didn’t question it. They dropped me off at home, left again, and returned a bit later with the sticker.
The friend who was responsible explained what he’d done, and that they’d been quick to get me because they’d been parked nearby where they could “watch my reaction and make sure no one tried to kick my ass over the sticker.”
He himself was prone to bursts of violence. And, like I said, just lots of shitty behavior. But this one was the last straw. He did this with the active concern that it could cause me harm, and the rest of the friends let him.
I got my tires fixed the next day, packed my shit, and left. I didn’t come back, and didn’t talk to any of them again for years. I saw him twice again over the years. Once, with a group of his friends from his new church. He told them they couldn’t “joke with me” because I was “sensitive.” They got pretty quiet about things when I explained what he used to get up to, and the sticker.
The second time, he came to a party at the place I was living at, all apologetic. I did not forgive him.
My exMIL. My kid’s father didn’t take me to court for custody of our kid, his mother did. She kept me in court for 7 years, and every time she was unhappy with her visitation schedule one of her many family members called CFS on me.
I burned all the court papers when kid was early 20’s, but if I ever see that person in a dark alley…
My rapist. I live forever with what he did to me, and he couldn’t even be man enough to live with what he did.
The friend that used me for everything from emotional to financial support while playing head games with me the entire time and gaslighting me into apologizing for things I never said or did. Then when I got the strength to end the friendship, she dedicated the next 5 years (and still counting) to trying to destroy everything from my marriage to my career. She text bombed my mother who had stage 4 cancer with messages calling me a drug addict and accusing me of beating my kids and threatening to call CPS on me if I didn’t talk to her.
I hope they die alone