I feel absolutely sick from the fact someone can promise to try to help me unlearn pro-consang shit, only to block and ghost me.
There's a voice in my head that wants to say this is reaffirming how consang is just fine, because the person couldn't even bring up evidence against it. I hate you for that.
I figured out why it's always harmful on my own; due to there always being a power dynamic, during a relationship, if they broke it off, or if someone was rejected. I hate that you couldn't have said that fucking little.
I think my BPD is no longer in remission, and I entirely believe that's the fault of being blocked and ghosted over this.
What I'm truly upset about is the lack of communication, not the lack of evidence. This person could have easily said "sorry, but I don't want to help you" and it would have been annoying, sure, but not as upsetting. It could have passed.
But now I can only imagine you're a fucking pro-consang monster, who purposefully refrained from doing any good after promising to do such, because you could care less about the harm.
I have been groomed and assaulted by family. My belief was cemented by only being surrounded by this family as a child, no other friends, and especially by their disgusting influence.
This feels inherently anti-recovery. This feels inherently pro-consang. I fucking hate you. You're a disgustingly performative person, who goes out to make these promises, but can't go through with them.