Meet my grandfather 👴
He was the director of the city’s main manufacturing plant (the backbone of our town). Everyone knew and respected him in our small city.
I only realized it now: after he moved to Germany…
- He was practically homeless 😔
- He was forced to live on unemployment benefits 💸 The age.. he wasn’t about to start from zero
- He and my grandmother sent us care packages from the Red Cross 📦
…And I only now understand what a massive chasm that must have been - to fall from being a town leader to having nothing. And how absolutely awful he must have felt 😢
The move to Germany
To us, the children, the move to Germany was presented as something completely and absolutely positive ✨
And he always kept a cheerful mood, 😊 despite having diabetes and despite the doctors failing to save both of his legs 😣
He died on the operating table due to a medical error, and our family chose not to sue.
Now, in therapy, I’ve worked through his emotions that became frozen inside me:
- The despair 😞
- The powerlessness 🫗
- The raw, wild rage 😡 at everything that happened - the sudden loss of status, income and home because of the USSR’s collapse💥
The traces reflacted in my jobs - sudden dismissals and loss of income during war and pre-war times (Huawei).
Rest in peace, Grandpa! ✨🕊️
I came into our family to find these kinds of ancestral stories.
And to free you. And to free me. 🔓 This isn’t karma.
This is ancestral.
@karma_pema_1108
now, I integrate anger as a resource to live and achieve goals.