My mother, Diane Faber, has contributed to the current state of affairs by continually imposing her ill will on my life and my relationship with “Eli,” going back to 2002. Back then, she called the police to Eli’s home after I snuck out late one night to be with her. Thus, my mom’s animosity towards Eli resulted in our first “act” coming to an untimely end.
Two years later, in March 2004, Eli and I reconciled, but I was still living in my mother’s home at the time. Diane gave me an ultimatum: either break up with K…Eli, or immediately vacate the family home I had occupied for 12 years. I chose the latter; I chose to be with “Eli.” Becoming homeless greatly destabilized me in the final months of our senior year of high school, as we were about to go off to college. For the next 5 months, I either slept with Eli in her bed, or in a spare bedroom at my boss’ house.
For the next twenty years, I blamed Diane for breaking us up that first time – which meant Eli & I were not together when declaring our respective college choices, forcing us to opposite ends of the country. Furthermore, I held a grudge against Diane for throwing me out of the house. It was only after I began reading the Bible that I found God’s hand at work to overrule my mother’s malice:
“Therefore a man shall leave his father and his mother and hold fast to his wife, and they shall become one flesh.”
…is repeated, almost verbatim, in both Genesis 2:24 and Ephesians 5:31. Old & New Testaments. It can’t be just a coincidence that this verse describes the exact situation I found myself in, back in March 2004. The fact that Eli & I consummated our union – for the first time ever – shortly after I left my mom’s house further emphasizes the relevance of these verses.
So, last year, I reached out to Diane and shared my discovery: because of her past actions to subjugate Eli & me, she had actually, inadvertently, given me a Biblical basis to claim Eli as my wife. About 3 weeks ago, I did as much in Nassau County Family Court, while acknowledging that we are not “legally” married. Diane was unreceptive of my gratitude & forgiveness, and continued her defiant stance against eventually burying the hatchet with her former adversary, “Eli.” So, I blocked her back on January 22nd.
You can tell that K…Eli still has lingering pain from Diane’s abuse. She referenced Diane on at least 6 separate occasions:
Still, I have felt guilty about blocking Diane. Even though she definitely caused trouble with my wife, and possibly molested me as a child, the 10 Commandments require me to honor her. In the spirit of the current Lenten season, I reached out to Diane earlier today for help understanding her role in the campaign of terror I have suffered since Saturday, February 18, 2023. I also wanted to see if she had reconsidered her stance on “Eli.” The content of the e-mail is copied below. I’ll let you know if she decides to respond:
Mom,
I was hoping that blocking you once again would precipitate an explanation for the oddities that have been occurring in my life going back to Saturday, February 18, 2023. In case you forgot, the very first tormentuous text messages I ever received arrived on Saturday, May 18th of last year. That sender, claiming to be you, wrote at length in a very different syntax & cadence compared to later, succinct messages which so obviously came from my estranged wife. The former are available at: https://grantfaber.org/sick-stuff/ and the latter are at: https://grantfaber.org/proof-its-her/
I still struggle to understand your sheer indifference at an unknown perpetrator impersonating you from an anonymous phone number and proceeding to tell me, via text, that they (purporting to be you) MOLESTED me as a child. If it was really you, then fine, whatever. I’m a Christian now, and forgiveness is readily available upon request. Those alleged acts are disgusting to think about, but I don’t remember them, anyway. God gifted me with selective memory for a reason.
The “mystery” of those text messages – which are real & provable, unlike ThE VoIcEs – could probably be solved by the FBI or a similar agency with broad investigative reach. Except, as I think we both know: they’re already a part of it, and my demon-possessed wife is in their employ.
Hopefully, you have had time to reconsider your most recent position on resolving any lingering grievances with her, because I am still in hot pursuit of her soul. I will not sit idly by and watch her condemn herself to hell, and I will not relent until I know she is in God’s hands.
Yesterday, I went to church twice. I started at Our Lady of Hope, a Roman Catholic Church in Carle Place, NY. The gospel described Jesus’ temptation by the devil while in the desert. The homily touched on God’s mercy on Moses, despite his errors. I tend to get a little emotional in church, because after almost 2 dozen hospitalizations these past 2 years, it is plainly apparent that God could have taken my life at any point.
Later, the parish was invited to visit a nearby Byzantine Catholic Church, St. Andrew’s, as part of the 2025 Jubilee Year. Even though I’ve attended Catholic worship services at various points in my life, I’d never learned about Jubilee. In all honesty, this is the first time I’ve actually paid reverent attention in church, so my ignorance is no surprise. Anyway, after mass was ended, I walked over to St. Andrew’s. I entered the chapel in the middle of their service, which is intensely devout. Still, they welcomed me.
As I’ve said, my spiritual maturation really took root in the aftermath of ThE VoIcEs. (You’ll note I haven’t been in a psychiatric ward since November.) if you’re looking to renew your commitment to Jesus’ message of love, life, light, and truth, it’s an especially good year to return to God. St. Andrew’s in Westbury, NY is an official “Pilgrimage Destination” for Jubilee 2025, so if you want to come out here for a visit, let me know.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jubilee_in_the_Catholic_Church
I tried looking up Uncle Keith’s information, so I could try and understand why he was compelled to break off contact with Grandma in the same way. Since I can’t get a straight answer out of anybody, and nobody wants to enlighten me about ThE VoIcEs OR ThE TeXts, I will limit our contact to e-mail for the time being. I am compelled to honor my parents, but there is conflict in that I’m also not supposed to give the devil a foothold.
Love,
Your Third Son
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