UNDER THE WILL… OVER THE DRAMA…

Tag: relationships

  • Empath or Easy Target?

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    Mae Faurel
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    Empath or Easy Target? When Kindness Meets a Brick Wall It took me years to realize that not everyone feels things the same way I do. That might sound obvious but for an empath, it’s like discovering the rules of the game after the final whistle’s already blown. I used to think that if I…

  • How Does Someone So F*cked Up Live With Themselves?

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    How Does Someone So F*cked Up Live With Themselves? Pardon my French but honestly, how? It’s the thought that hit me before I even had my tea this morning. Just came barging into my head, uninvited. I wasn’t even thinking about them but it’s like my brain keeps trying to make sense of the senseless.…

  • When the Mask Slips: Inheritance, Greed and the Strange Coldness of Family..

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    They say grief brings people together. But whoever said that clearly never sat across from a relative who sees your pain as a nuisance and your rights as negotiable. I didn’t know how cold someone could be until there was something they wanted to protect, something made of turf, land and legalese. I keep asking…

  • The Bigger Picture – What It All Means

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    Mae Faurel
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    At the end of the day this whole ordeal has forced me to confront some hard truths about family, loyalty and fairness. It’s easy to get caught up in the drama, the manipulation and the hurt. But when the dust settles, you realize that people’s actions speak louder than their words. Some folks, whether intentionally…

  • The Weight of Words, the Echo of Actions..

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    Mae Faurel
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    There’s a quiet kind of damage that lives inside people. You can’t see it when you pass them in the street or when they smile politely across a room, or when they tell a joke to keep the heaviness at bay. It’s the kind of pain that doesn’t leave visible scars but shapes how a…

  • What Matters In The End.

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    Mae Faurel
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    Messages from Beyond: What Matters In The End Hello again from The Other Side, It’s me. Yes, still dead. Still watching. And no, I haven’t learned to play the harp yet, turns out, it’s a lot harder than it looks. I did, however, manage to organize a heavenly happy hour and let me tell you,…

  • When Family Drama Doesn’t End with the Funeral: Living with the Ongoing Fallout…

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    Mae Faurel
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    People think family drama fades with time or distance. That once the will is read, the turf is divided and the house is cleared out, it all settles down. But the truth is, I live with the effects every single day. This post isn’t about satire or snark. It’s not a character study or a…

  • Things Left Unsaid…

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    Dear Earthlings, It’s me again – your dearly departed Dad, sending dispatches from the afterlife, where the tae is still weak, the clouds squeak when you walk on them and the WiFi is so bad it makes dial-up look like fiber optic. I thought I’d drop in today to talk about the stuff you didn’t…

  • 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…

  • It’s Not You, It’s The Mask…

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    Ever dealt with someone who could win an Oscar for Best Performance in a Role They Wrote for Themselves? The kind of person who can charm a room, bless themselves at mass and cause chaos behind the scenes – all before lunchtime? Yeah. Me too. And here’s what I’ve learned, for anyone else navigating the…