angelikaJ -> RE: Forgiving Your Dominant (10/4/2015 2:39:30 PM)
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ORIGINAL: WinsomeDefiance You looked him in the eyes, face to face, told him what he did to harm you and he denied it? Ok, either he has anger blackouts, or verbally abusing people is so common to him that he doesn't really register it as an issue. My ex-husband had blackouts of anger. He did horrible things in his anger that I won't talk about to this day nearly 20 years later. When I left him, I had to sneak away and hide from him for a long time - but I did call him - and he was shocked I left him. He actually asked "What did I do? Why did you leave me?" I was shocked that he genuinely never expected his actions would have consequences. In retrospect, why should they? I was complicit to his actions by, (wait for it) Forgiving him and staying as long as I did. I see what you are saying. If we forgive and forget and get back into the relationship it's like we are enabling them to be who they are. I know this is off the subject matter, but what if it is a family member? I have a Dad and brother who are pretty much the same way. Is blood thicker then water? Would you treat a family member differently? Have you ever been to ACOA? Adult Children of Alcoholics? Forgiving someone does not mean you have to accept unacceptable behavior. Forgiving someone does not mean you give them permission to hurt or abuse you again. When you are ready, you can forgive someone from a distance. You don't have to put yourself in a position where you can be hurt again. Autobiography in 5 Short Chapters by Portia Nelson Chapter I I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost... I am hopeless. It isn't my fault. It takes forever to find a way out. Chapter II I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don't see it. I fall in again. I can't believe I am in this same place. But it isn't my fault. It still takes a long time to get out. Chapter III I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it there. I still fall in... it's a habit... but, my eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately. Chapter IV I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it. Chapter V I walk down another street.
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