I came across this blog post years ago. It has clung to my mind ever since I read it. It is probably one of the most poignant and meaningful posts I have ever read. I never seem to remember its location, but I can always find it by typing in the search “little girl. funeral. I hate ants.”
Please Don’t Give me a Christian Answer
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.
All of my posts up to this point have been to give information. This time, I am interested in feedback.
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.