It was during a difficult time that I penned the following journal entry.
I was in a relationship that was rocky, unhealthy and we were both tired. Unfortunately, no one wanted to admit the truth. Throughout the years we would separate and return only to fuel the hurt, distrust and disappointment. However, the last separation was the final straw. It brought me to my breaking point and the cycle was about to come to an abrupt end. And when it did, all those years of pain came full throttle.
The ending of a relationship is hard, no matter who is at fault. There are so many feelings and emotions happening at one time that you begin to lose focus. Life can become a blur and many people get caught in the area of depression. Thankfully, we have a loving father who came to set the captives free and break the yoke off our necks.
I have learned that when something comes to a traumatic or a unexpected end, there is a grieving process and a defining point of either getting stuck in that moment or being set free.