I completed a crossword puzzle tonight. Well, that is not completely true. There is one last clue I cannot figure out, so one little white box has been left empty.
I find some topics harder to write about than others. My story seems to be one of those…
Is there ever a time you should not believe the victim?
At the end of my post about gaslighting, I mentioned we were going to talk about how to fight this pernicious tactic and we will, but I have good news and bad news….
This is a post I have intended to write for a long time but seemed at a loss every time I sat down to do it.
I find this picture comical in light of the subject matter of this post. (Actually, it is comical without the post)
Sorry Hoover, you’ve never made me happy (especially as a birthday present).
There is a definite predictable cycle that occurs in abuse situations. Like dancing, the participants two-step their way through this cycle until it becomes a well rehearsed pattern on perpetual repeat.
One of the things I knew from the outset was that I needed a counselor who understood the situation for what it was. While I realize that this can be said of any counseling situation, this one has a caveat. It appears that in Christian circles conflict between husband and wife is often relegated to being labeled as “marriage problems,” and when marriage problems arise, marriage counseling is prescribed.
While the words spring break evoke feelings of relief or thoughts of revelry for many people, it produces a whole different emotion for me.