The other day I wrote a poem about disposable relationships.
Today I write a sequel based on a lifetime of relationshipping experiences. A mini how ‘to have and to hold from this day forth, in sickness and in health, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health…’
When things go pear shaped between couples somehow it feels so wrong that the world keeps on spinning seemingly oblivious to the hurt, that the sun keeps shining, that people laugh, play and are happy. It’s hard to see the good because the pain can be so big in your heart that it makes every cell in your body hurt.
But there is always a way through the hurt. A path from which learning and growth can be discovered.
When people are hurt or angry, there is a tendency to rant, instead of clearly stating feelings and needs. Of…
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