And suddenly back to today, I realized this was a healthy response. My anger was a symptom of healing. It was a symbol of not being able to be bought or pretending that everything was okay anymore. It was a refusal to let one small action make up for everyday emotional abuse. It was a […]
Author: Jan
How dare you give me roses! Pt 2 of 3
As I look back now, I can see the pattern. He made it perfectly clear that he was not going to invest himself in putting thought and effort into how he treated me (or generally, the kids). If he had always been careless about gift giving or just was really bad at picking out gifts […]
How dare you give me roses! Pt 1 of 3
Today I was (again) sorting through boxes of stuff that was packed when I moved, shortly after my husband died. These boxes have been moved again and again, then stacked in a dark corner of the basement, out of sight, sort of out of mind, (sigh – not far enough out). I remembered how this […]