I think there is no excuse for lying.
Lying can never be a positive thing.
Anyone that implies it is positive reinforcement, is delusional.
The truth will set you free.
Should a marriage and family therapist tell you that its okay to lie to your spouse if it is to make them feel better?
If your spouse is completely suicidal and every day its a struggle for them to feel confident and happy, as well as paranoid. Does it make sense for you to lie to them?
I mean, okay, we are trying to get them to believe in themselves through attempted conditioning with "positive reinforcement".
Is this any different than teachng my 20 pound pug that lions are weaker and to attack on site, and then taking it to africa and letting it loose on the savannah? Sure it may be confident it can win, but the reality is, my little dog is getting chewed up.
My therapist, who is a very active member of the trans community, has seemed to encourage this. I am at a loss.
Two people with whom I vested every bit of my being seem to be untrustworthy, one even seems malicious in their attempt to pursue social equality that they would knowingly and willingly lay someones life out .
Is it that important that we should not worry about the lives?
I can honestly say, this past week was hopeful, it was beautiful, and I felt alive.
Now, as the reality sets in, words cannot express the torment that I am enduring. I cant even trust a bullet to take my life.
Sometimes I think it doesnt matter anyway.
It feels as though Ive gone through this all before. I feel as though Ive already lived this life and Ill live it again.
I can tell by my childhood that I had recollection of being trans, before I even knew what it was.
So you see, I am a firm believer that when I die, the dynamics of the universe play out, and reset. Even chaos is ordered. This means that no matter how chaotic things may seem, we just have to look deeper to see how ordered they are.
This means that as the expansion of the universe slows and then halts, it falls back into a tightly compressed ball of matter being ripped apart by the forces within it. At which time, we begin again.
->-bleeped-<- it. We're all ->-bleeped-<-ed anyways, doomed to repeat the same bull->-bleeped-<- until we dont, but who am I kidding, there will just be more ->-bleeped-<-.