If I could just give God thanks and feel content with it, I would feel so much better, but I know my praise is inadequate to His love and mercy. The relief I feel in my heart and soul right now is priceless. I asked God to give me strength and peace and He has! I’m so blessed.
The funny thing is, I thought Mr. Secret’s bi-polar ways would have broken my spirits and killed my esteem (because I assumed he was “the one”— ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!), but the power I feel inside today is the assurance that he was not the one. Somehow, I attempted justifying his actions, but I know that love doesn’t hurt. You can’t rationalize someone making you cry and lacking sympathy for your tears. You can’t justify a man yelling at you when he’s angry or cutting you off when he’s had enough of you and then picking you back up like a toy in a box. You can’t make everything alright. I can’t either. Hell, how would that look if I’m standing up encouraging all my female readers to run when we see the red flags, but then I stay in an unhealthy situation?
They say women go after men like their father’s.