It’s things like this that make me doubt I’ll ever be able to fulfill Jesus’ command to forgive and love. Not because I couldn’t force myself to do it, but because, Dear God, I don’t want to.
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Best I can manage is a disconnect. That disconnect would still allow me to put a couple of pills in the back of the guy’s head. Carrying out the trash does not require anger towards garbage. It is just maintenance. Less than ideal, I know, but that is the best I could manage.
Do it from under his chin, while looking him straight in the eyes.