Too long of a ‘Write all about it and try to let it go’ post. Skip if you don’t want to read about the sad side of my life. 1,363 more words
AMEN. Shout it from the rooftops! That is just how my first relationship (which led to my first marriage) started out, when he began pursuing me. He overwhelmed me in such a short space of time and because 'he was vulnerable' I didn't know how to say no... plus I'd not properly recovered from the sexual abuse of my childhood nor had a boyfriend before. He must have thought he was the spider that trapped the fly when he met me. In my EMDR session today I was recalling all those seemingly small, seemingly non-abusive moments right at the beginning of the 'relationship'. Coercion, manipulation: subtle forms of evil but nevertheless evil. But hallelujah for therapy and hallelujah for a wonderful, kind, patient husband. 'The Lord is my shepherd; I have everything I need.'