He was a circus mirror, reflecting who she was through a twisted, distorted lens. It lied. To see herself truthfully, she would need to stop looking at herself in his mirror.
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Emotional abuse kills you one nibble at a time. It’s not like physical abuse where a big shark comes up behind you and chomps off your leg. No, emotional abuse is more like a gnat bite. You can barely see the little bugger until you feel the bite. Just a tiny bite. No big deal.
A reader asks: “Does love really conquer all? How do we know when or if we should stop trying to love our abuser?”
Do you ever wonder if God is watching every decision you make, ready to “tsk tsk” if you go too far to the right or too far to the left? Do you worry you’ll get it wrong and end up on God’s B-plan? Or even worse?
It’s inevitable. People will disapprove of us at times. What is the secret to tolerating this uncomfortable feeling in order to stay true to ourselves?
How would you feel if you found out much of what you had been taught your entire life about marriage and male/female relationships was a lie?