Harm Without Malice
Love Bombed: My Story of Worship, Betrayal, and No Contact (Part 7 of 32,000,000) Reconciling Harm Without Malice I feel like the absence of malice has to count for something.…
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action or later. Please see Debugging in WordPress for more information. (This message was added in version 6.7.0.) in /var/www/wp-includes/functions.php on line 6121Love Bombed: My Story of Worship, Betrayal, and No Contact (Part 7 of 32,000,000) Reconciling Harm Without Malice I feel like the absence of malice has to count for something.…
Love Bombed: My Story of Worship, Betrayal, and No Contact (Part 6 of 32,000,000) The Story He Told Me When we met, I was deeply moved. How he soldiered through…
Love Bombed: My Story of Worship, Betrayal, and No Contact (Part 5 of 32,000,000) Denial I could not see it.I wouldn’t believe it, no matter how many times friends begged…
Love Bombed: My Story of Worship, Betrayal, and No Contact (Part 4 of 32,000,000) The Two TruthsI’m struggling to reconcile two truths. One truth is what I directly and consistently…
Love Bombed: My Story of Worship, Betrayal, and No Contact (Part 2 of 32,000,000) The First Signs of Cracks (Denial & Self-Betrayal) I didn’t want to see it. I wouldn’t…
Love Bombed: My Story of Worship, Betrayal, and No Contact (Part 1 of 32,000,000) The Illusion of Love (The Hook) I worshiped him. Loving him was like a religion. Sex…
With stunning clarity, I now see the man I loved blindly and hopelessly for over a year is not who he said he was. He’s what my friends cautioned me…
By design, it seems, he became my everything; my comfort, my laughter, my peace, my joy. He is the place where I have felt the most alive, the most connected,…
I’ve been nursing a heavy ache in my heart — one that’s hard to put into words. It’s about my boys, how they see me, how they see their dad,…
I’ve shared before about the mantra I use to punish myself: “Winners keep winning, and losers keep losing.” Lately, life has felt like an uphill climb, made harder by a…