I cannot forget those who taught my children to submit to the lie. I can forgive for my own sake, and let go of the furious anger. But they cannot come back into my life and be trusted again. It's like grieving for the undead.

Indoctrination runs deep.
How high up the pole are you referring to?

Close family and family friends. I cannot judge their mother; she is always a peer as a parent, even if she follows a misguided path, and we can never "de-coparent" (barring actively murdering the kids!). The relationship with my parents will never be the same; being casually dismissed when I present data from pharma companies and official govt showing kids are being harmed (and all their grandkids at risk) is irrecoverable to previous state, but mother is a JW and I have 50 years of dealing with cult indoctrination. Daughter's school headmistress in Lithuania should be in prison following our email exchange as evidence trail — absolutely and devastatingly incriminating for her, no excuses about not knowing the illegality of her actions. (Former) friend who has funded my kids' private education has tried to displace me and my choice of values (courage, not complicity) as father; will likely never speak again as a consequence. Very sad outcome.

Sounds like time to Create paths, not just follow them.

My sense is that I will only be happy when I am focused on imparting all I know and care about to the next generation. All of the traumas and struggles in refusing to submit to the lie have to be transmuted into stories that help those who come after to overcome the inevitable temptation to repeat the cycle of history. The real problem is not defeat of the Cabal, but the ongoing erasure of the culture of psychopathy that keeps recreating them.