Sometimes God uses the tough moments to teach us. That we do not have to exist here on our own. That we should never carry burdens without help. That we are infinitely valuable, even when we don’t believe or see this worth.
No matter where you are, or how long you’ve been broken, you are strong. And you will get through this.
Pain is not meant to end you. Bad days are not all there is. Weakness is not what defines you. And the broken pieces of you do not reflect who you are.
I won’t let you convince me that this abuse is what I deserve.
Being in an emotionally abusive relationship feels like being sucker punched, then looking around for the one you love to help you get up but discovering he was the one who made you hit the ground in the first place.
Leaving was not easy but it was also too easy
I look at you and I see all that is right, despite how many things that have gone wrong. I look at you and most of all I hope you see yourself not for the cracks and the broken pieces. I hope you see the light that has shined through you, brightening the lives of everyone around you.
These pathological individuals walk among us every day in their false masks, often unseen and unnoticed because of how eerily normal they are.
When the moment comes, and you are ready to tell me that you love me, please understand, that I will probably love you too. But I will not know how to tell you.