Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I've seen karma come back and bite people in the ass in unspeakable ways. I can't believe what I am seeing, and almost can't bear to watch what is unfolding in front of me. I've seen it often enough that I no longer worry too much when somebody does me wrong: I know it will come back to them eventually.

I was diagnosed with Crohn's disease last year, and now after reading this thread I'm wondering what I did to deserve it?

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Had a "mom friend" from the preschool where we both sent out kids.
We were friendly and the kids played. She was always trying to one up me, especially about our kids, even at three years old, always comparing them. Always acting far superior because her kid took piano lessons and they had a piano at their house. Her kid specialized in a sport at a young age. Her kid played chess competitively. Her kid spent summers in another country to be bilingual. She of course, sent her kid to a fancy private while my kid went public all through K-12 and just followed her interests.
I am super low key, non materialistic, maybe to a fault which probably annoyed her. I just didn't play her game, so we lost contact.
They ended up at the same college.
I can't help but do the math of all those years of private school, lessons, etc. to end up in the same place.

And? I ended up at the same place as some of my more "groomed" peers, but I still couldn't speak French, play the violin, swim at a collegiate level, etc., etc. Going to the same place is great and all, but it's not everything. I am not a "Tiger Mom" or anything, I just don't see how you see this as a victory?

Anonymous wrote:It doesn’t matter what slight you think you have endured. Getting pleasure out of someone else’s misfortune, misery to death makes you a horrible person. Beware your own karma.

Anonymous wrote:I've seen karma come back and bite people in the ass in unspeakable ways. I can't believe what I am seeing, and almost can't bear to watch what is unfolding in front of me. I've seen it often enough that I no longer worry too much when somebody does me wrong: I know it will come back to them eventually.

Anonymous wrote:Had a "mom friend" from the preschool where we both sent out kids.
We were friendly and the kids played. She was always trying to one up me, especially about our kids, even at three years old, always comparing them. Always acting far superior because her kid took piano lessons and they had a piano at their house. Her kid specialized in a sport at a young age. Her kid played chess competitively. Her kid spent summers in another country to be bilingual. She of course, sent her kid to a fancy private while my kid went public all through K-12 and just followed her interests.
I am super low key, non materialistic, maybe to a fault which probably annoyed her. I just didn't play her game, so we lost contact.
They ended up at the same college.
I can't help but do the math of all those years of private school, lessons, etc. to end up in the same place.

Anonymous wrote:I went to a very rural high school where there was a very small population of minorities. In our senior English class a classmate asked another classmate who was also senior class president (her parents had money/dad an attorney ) how the trip to the U Maryland went (the physics class to visit the school earlier in the week). She replied there were too many *** there (using a racial slur). A few years later I found out from my brother that (who was classmates with her brother) that her dad found her mom banging the 18 year old pool boy (who happened to be a minority). *itch had it coming.

Anonymous wrote:i want to say that I don't believe in karma due to my faith tradition but I know that sometimes God can exact terribly apt punishment.

I grew up with a verbally abusive, violent and truly frightening alcoholic father. I spent an entire childhood listening to him rant and criticize me, sober or drunk. He'd routinely scream at me or almost as punishing, refuse to speak to me, often for days at a time.

He was an academic - known professionally for his oratory and public speaking skills and was considered to be brilliant.

My father very slowly lost his ability to speak fluently at age 70. He had to retire. Still continued to drink, but developed a stammer, then a stutter. Then declined further and could utter only one or two words, yes or no. Then, he'd get those words mixed up.

Finally, he was completely mute. Silent. He was literally speechless for almost 8 years until he died a prolonged death.