UNDER THE WILL… OVER THE DRAMA…

Category: Life

  • When Blood Isn’t Thicker Than Greed…

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    Mae Faurel
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    I used to believe that family would always have your back. That even in tough times, siblings would stick together. But when there’s a will involved – literally- that illusion can shatter like glass on stone. The Cruelty You Didn’t Expect… It wasn’t just silence or cold shoulders. It was gaslighting. It was being written…

  • Real Talk: The Quiet Cost of Being Ghosted, Gaslit & Bullied

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    Mae Faurel
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    Because sometimes the hardest part isn’t what was done – it’s how long you stayed quiet about it. There’s a certain kind of silence that settles in when you’ve been ghosted, gaslit or bullied long enough. It’s not peace. It’s survival. You start second-guessing everything – your memory, your tone, your right to take up…

  • The Letter I’ll Never Send..

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    Mae Faurel
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    The Letter I’ll Never Send (But Wrote Anyway) Dear Family, Let’s not pretend this will come as a shock. I’ve been too quiet for too long, and if you’ve been paying any attention at all, you’ll know silence is just grief with a gag in its mouth. And now, I’m done with gags. I’m writing…

  • Calling Out The Myth…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Calling Out the Myth: When Family Bullying Isn’t ‘Just Family’. They say ‘that’s just how he is or ‘It’s family – let it go’. But what happens when ‘just family’ starts to feel like just survival? There’s a myth that bullying ends when you leave school or that it only looks like shoves and name-calling.…

  • Turf isn’t just Turf..

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    Mae Faurel
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    Today I’ve been thinking about how something as ordinary as turf, soil, land, a patch of bog – can come to represent so much more when families are in conflict. It’s never really about the turf. It’s about control. It’s about the silent power plays that go unspoken but deeply felt. The way someone can…

  • Confessions of the Black Sheep (And Why I’ve Grown to Wear It Proudly)

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    Mae Faurel
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    I didn’t choose to be the black sheep. That label was handed to me before I even knew I was different. In this family, different meant dangerous. Questioning things meant disloyalty. And sensitivity? That was weakness, ripe for ridicule. Still, I tried to play the part. I softened my voice, bit my tongue, did favors…

  • What I Wish I Knew…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Lesson of the Day: Politeness can be a prison. I used to think being polite, holding my tongue, staying ‘civil’, avoiding conflict was the high road. But silence in the face of manipulation only empowers the manipulator. I wish I’d known that boundaries aren’t rude. They’re necessary. Being firm doesn’t make you unkind. It makes…

  • Episode 29 – Stay Light, Stay Laughing…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Lately, I’ve been reminding myself of this simple truth:Not everything needs my energy. Not every text needs a reply.Not every comment needs a clever comeback.Not every invite deserves a yes.And not every drama-filled moment requires a front-row seat from me. Some days, the most spiritual thing you can do is sip your tea, water your…