My only way out was to get right and to write…

12 Oct

44I had to get myself together.  There was no other way around it. My entire life depended upon me living a life that pleased God.  What was born in sin, remain sinful and it only birthed more sin.

I remember one day praying on my knees in agony for change. Change that I believe would take place in the marriage, change that would lead to him loving me more, him being nice to me, or even him being a great husband.

That wasn’t the change…it was all pain and doubt, hurt, fear and yet I loved because I am an empath.

 

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