Forgiving Someone You Still Have to See
Most forgiveness advice has a quiet assumption baked into it, and once you spot it, you can’t unsee it. It assumes you can leave. Block the number, move the membership,…
Most forgiveness advice has a quiet assumption baked into it, and once you spot it, you can’t unsee it. It assumes you can leave. Block the number, move the membership,…
Somebody reading this has an empty chair at the table. The conversation you were owed, the one where they finally look you in the eye and name what they did,…
A client asked me once, near the end of a long stretch of work, how she would know when she had actually forgiven him. Not the churchy version. The real…
We’ve reached the last stretch of this series, and I want to open it with a picture from every Southern porch I’ve ever loved. The screen door. A screen door…
Try something for me. For one day, just listen to how you talk to yourself. Write down the actual sentences. “Stupid.” “You always do this.” “No wonder.” Then look at…
There’s a sorting job that has to happen in this stage of healing, and most of us were never taught how to do it. Somewhere in the pile of everything…
There’s a woman you keep going back to visit, and every visit is the same. It’s the you from before, the one who said yes, who stayed, who believed him,…
The cruelest part of hindsight is how loud the signs get after the fact. Now that you know, you can’t unsee them, and the question starts circling: the flags were…
Somewhere along the way, you started treating your trust like it was the crime. Like the open heart was the mistake, and the deceit was just what open hearts have…
We’ve spent eighteen posts on the betrayal and the person who did it. Now we turn to a courtroom nobody else can see, the one running inside you, where court’s…
Somebody has probably already asked you the question, maybe kindly, maybe not. “Shouldn’t you be over this by now?” And maybe you’ve started asking yourself the same thing, holding your…
There’s a question you may be carrying that feels too dangerous to say in Sunday school. You prayed over that marriage. Then, you trusted God with that friendship, that church,…
I want to offer you a different way to look at the thing you’ve been calling your unforgiveness. What if it isn’t stubbornness at all? What if it’s fear, standing…
“If I start crying, I’ll never stop.” I’ve heard that sentence in my office more times than I can count, and I understand why it feels true. The grief behind…
You check the phone and read the room. Then, you notice the pause before an answer, the tone shift, the door that closed a little differently than usual. And at…
Let me point out something odd, and see if it sounds familiar. They did the lying. They did the breaking. And somehow you’re the one who ducks out of conversations,…
Nobody died. That’s what makes this grief so lonely. There’s no funeral, no casseroles on the porch, no card in the mail. Just you, mourning something the people around you…
Here’s what nobody warned you about. The betrayal happened with one person, but the damage doesn’t stay in one place. It travels. Suddenly you’re keeping your best friend at arm’s…
The last few posts tell the truth plainly, naming the wound, feeling the anger, sorting fact from fear. Before I move into the next part of this series, I want…
Somebody’s going to tell you that if you’ve really forgiven someone, you have to let them back in. Same access, same closeness, same trust, like nothing happened. I need you…