Love Letters to a Healing Heart
"Be not the slave of your own past – plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience, that shall explain and overlook the old." – Ralph Waldo Emerson
My experiences over the last several years has shown me how often my ego and pride need to be satiated before I will forgive someone I have decided has failed me. Even then I'm not sure I am forgiving as much as waiting to be right again.
I recognize that Beatrix was addressing her discomfort by not wearing the wedding rings. She was responding to her distress as she experienced it even when she couldn’t name it. I get that.
I wear the armor for the battle I expect, not the battle I am living.
Apparently, among other things, lying, cheating, and carrying secrets feels like food poisoning.
Everyone, and I mean everyone, will disconnect from their thinking brain when the pain exceeds their ability to cope. The only difference is what overwhelms me won't always overwhelm you.
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