Who are you when no one is looking?

I had a unique glimpse behind the curtain today. I was painted a behind the scenes picture of someone I thought I knew.

On the front, in public, the person is quiet, collected, decent.

Her son reports that

she tells everyone in the family who to befriend and who to avoid
she tells everyone in the family what they are allowed to talk about and what they should be mum about.
she takes tranquilizers and washes them off with alcoholic drinks.

Wow. I never expected to see the ugly side of this person. Of course as an empath I felt her “heart” full of hate, full of pretense, but that is not a fact… and the above are facts.

Disorienting. Disturbing. And probably frequent.

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