Betrayal by those you know

I have just watched an episode of “Gently in the cathedral”. It is probably the most powerful episode, save for the Lost Child, that I have watched. I recommend to Verity that she watches BOTH episodes.

I have already talked about the latter but not about the former episode before, although I have now watched it roughly 6 times.

It is a drama about Police corruption and the lies that are said to get an innocent person put away, all through hearsay or deception.

But, it is not just about Police corruption; it is also about a very close relationship, someone who Gently trusted with his life, that ultimately went sour because of self interest. When Gently finally realised that his best friend had gone to the dark side and was corrupt himself, you could see that great sadness and anger portrayed on Gently’s face, experiences that I am sadly all too familiar with. Those “discoveries” will destroy that person, as it has done to me.

A daughter whom you love with all of your heart, a father you love,a brother, a cousin whom you love so dearly, all conspiring against you for their own ends, whether misguided or calculated. It can and has destroyed me, because the foundations of what you are, are suddenly taken away from you and, as everyone knows, when the foundations are gone, the rest very quickly falls down and is destroyed.

It is not just the betrayal by your loved ones that damages you; it is what happens afterwards that really does the damage, the realisation that you have nothing left to love and if that happens, then you are no one, as there is nothing left of you.

But, for me, it is clear that Verity does not care a shit about me and if she does not care about her very own Dad, she cannot really care a shit about anyone, except herself. 

IT IS ALL AN ACT

I wrote to her yesterday, giving her TWO distinct choices.

SHE HAS TAKEN NEITHER AND CARES FUCK ALL ABOUT ME AND HER SO CALLED FRIENDS; IT IS ALL ABOUT VERITY AND NO ONE ELSE; JUST LIKE HER MOTHER

I am ashamed to even call her my daughter

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