Jez wrote: ↑
Sun Sep 15, 2019 9:09 am
I'm a bit conflicted.
The psycho we had as a roommate last year (the one we had to do eviction proceedings on) passed away on September 1.
Does it make me a bad person that my first few thoughts were of relief and not any type of sympathy for her parents?
My stance has always been that victims owe their victimizers NOTHING, and that includes understanding, sympathy, and forgiveness. In my view, that's just popular bullshit that enables and excuses the victimizers while minimizing the victims and their suffering.
I have a saying for when people like her die: She made the world a better place . . . by leaving it.
As for her parents, there are two possibilities: 1. They're just like her, so they helped make her what she was. If so, no sympathy. 2. They're not
like her, and she used and abused them just like she did with others. If so, they probably feel some grief and a lot of relief. Either way, their lives will be easier now that she's gone.
You're allowed to exult when bad things happen to bad people. It's not as if you made it happen - but since bad stuff happens to all of us sooner or later, you might as well take pleasure in it when it happens to someone who did you (or others) wrong.
Speaking of which - this calls for making yourself a Schadenfreude Pie
...the pie to enjoy while you are reveling in the horrible misfortunes of others. Why is there a Schadenfreude Pie? Because after I wrote the headline for this entry, I wondered to myself, “what would Schadenfreude Pie taste like?”
My guess: Dark. Rich. And oh so bittersweet.
And you know what? That’s exactly what it tastes like. Also — and this is really just a perfect but unintentional extension of the whole schadenfreude metaphor — you really only want a small slice; too much of this pie and it’ll sit in the pit of your stomach like a rock of judgment, pulling you down. Small slice? Excellent. Big slice? You’ll regret it. Just like schadenfreude itself.