Wicked Wicked Wicked

I had no idea of the depth of the hatred and demonic tendencies of a psychopath. I was naive. I trusted and believed in the honesty and righteousness on my older sibling. I had no doubt of the safety and well-being of my elderly parents. I decided to not be a recipient of the traits and characteristics attributed to sociopaths and psychopaths that target family members. I did not know the clinical definitions of what my family was experiencing at the time. I thought it was a little off but basically normal, somewhat dysfunctional like society but acceptable.

To further my insight into the sibling I grew up with, I read and researched as much as possible about “sibling rivalries” to begin with. That led to where I am confident is the best starting point for this nightmare of you as a daughter and The Childless Aunt Twisted Sister WickedWickedWicked, as a sibling and a very wicked Twisted Sister.

I have never seen The Childless Aunt Twisted Sister WickedWickedWicked ever exhibit any feelings other than anger and disgust. I have never heard The Childless Aunt Twisted Sister WickedWickedWicked ever tell either of her parents or siblings that She loves them. Never. The Childless Aunt Twisted Sister WickedWickedWicked has never been seen touching and never ever ever hugging either of her parents or siblings. These things she did not do. Ever. Never would the Childless Aunt Twisted Sister WickedWickedWicked allow any of her family in her home. Never. Not Christmas. Not Thanksgiving. Never.

The Childless Aunt Twisted Sister WickedWickedWicked had no heart, no compassion, no love for her family. It was hatred and it was deep, intense, unrelenting and unexplainable. What happen to The Childless Aunt Twisted Sister WickedWickedWicked? Even when she attempted to paint a façade of caring for someone, … like you, she had to instill a “poison pill” for her own security. It was just the way she was/is. Whatever happen to The Childless Aunt Twisted Sister, it happened to My Youngest Daughter too. It is like My Youngest Daughter was born of The Childless Aunt Twisted Sister WickedWickedWicked. The same attitude towards men, the same sad then angry oh poor me attitude, the attack mode that is ignited without a spark. Spit from the same cauldron, …

The first complete thought on mind as I awoke today is that these Women cannot possibly be the daughters I knew as children. Seriously starting to seem like the psychopathic tendencies of The Childless Aunt Twisted Sister WickedWickedWicked had been passed on to the next generation. It is the next book awaiting release “Mothers and Daughters, Sociopaths and Psychopaths. The Generational Curse.”

26th of December The Year of Twenty-Twenty Four

The door has opened. This world that SistaPsycho lives in has invited Me in for a view from Her perspective. The perspective if a socio-psychopath from a non clinical observation by the sibling under attack.

It feels as if my research and finds are transitioning again from one genre to another, from the religious to the occult to the deep dens of mental derangement, the socio-psychopath. As I learn with each movement forward the intensity crescendos and again I wonder what took me so long to find this thread. Still, there was much learned from the trek to this point, invaluable information that supports the theory laid down before me.

Given the vast publications and studies on this subject matter, Black Female Socio-Psychopaths, a greater understanding of what I was dealing with growing up as a teenager had to be attained.

And the horror this WickedWickedWicked demonic entity created every day for the remainder of its life, it being of unknown origin at this time, is still unknown today. Is it mental illness or some demonic spell, curse. I am certain it is both.

Given the new understanding of The Childless Aunt Twisted Sister WickedWickedWicked beast I grew up with, this psychopath that is more common than known, I can see how this woven mess was designed and implemented. The years of secrecy must have become second nature and I would love to know the conversations they had, the solidifying of their comradely in a collective take down of a blood relative, a sibling, a human being.

The Gardens of Antioch

July 22 2025, ... To be continued.