The most harmful things are usually the ones that we cannot see with our naked eye.
I was in my early twenties when I entered into a romance with a man that would attempt to break me down to absolutely nothing. Not only did I leave the relationship with the trauma that I would deal with for the rest of my life, but I had no idea what to call what I was feeling.
This is the case with psychological abuse. …
This morning, I saw a memory on my social media feed from ten years ago.
It’s a selfie with me and a boy, Zach, sitting on the floor of a bookstore. We are both grinning from ear to ear and I remember feeling so incredibly happy… even though Zach was the most emotionally unavailable man I’ve ever tried to pursue.
I met Zach during my first semester of college when my friends and I would have lunch at a local restaurant. …
I’m sure that we have all had this moment regardless of how secure we feel in our relationship.
“I shouldn’t say it, I shouldn’t say it, I shouldn’t say it.”
“Who are you texting?” The question bursts out and even though I’m trying to sound as casual and sweet as possible, I know deep down that my question is coming off as jealous regardless of the tone of my voice.
We are all guilty at times of being paranoid in our relationship but we have to get paranoia under control as it can take hold of us and cause us to sabotage ourselves. …