Today I recognize my choices for what they were—an unfortunate and unskillful habit of treating how I felt like a directive. I realize how often, in intimate and vulnerable relationships, I responded with a habituated neurological urge to pursue what I considered comfortable feelings while avoiding the discomfort.
Every time I hear one person tell another some variation of, "Staying in your partnership and trying to transform the conflict means you're weak, a chump, abused, suffering from Stockholm syndrome, and your past history was just one big lie," I think, "Wow! Who's gaslighting who here?!"
Seriously?! How do you know?