Another gem from your treasury of wisdom concerning the character-disordered. In my case, I have four female siblings and one male , using a range of tactics over some two decades, ranging from the silent tretment, to passive aggression (which I didnt recognise for a long time), vague slurs and smears that I heard about many years after the'd done the rounds... all this and goodness knows what I don't know, has combined over time to cast me in a negative light... Then came the occasional rant and verbal abuse in front of elderly parents. This was very shocking and in deference to parents, I didn't argue back...

None of these cowardly deviants spoke to me one to one , or to my face... when they confronted me it was as a group, with their adult children leading the attack. This above all, was what led me to realise my character has been assassinated drip by poisonous drop, year upon year, and the children whom I'd adored, were turned against me.

When my nephew yelled, with spit coming out of his mouth and smashing the glassdoor, that I had had relations with his mother 's ex husband, and the eldest sister's' and younger sister's husbands, I realised I was dealing with a monstrous level of character assassination.

The ironic thing is , I had tried to dissuade all three sisters from the marriages and those men proved to be awful as husbands, and as fathers, they all abandonded not only their wife but also their children.

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