You would think that by now, I could talk about the church without freezing or going into a panic, but I can’t. It’s been two years, which feel more like a billion light years, but the pain is still just as fresh and the wound just as deep.
It’s been two years since my struggle with suicidal thoughts caused my church to push me away. I wish that was all that caused them to push me away, but the truth is, I was shrouded in total darkness as memories of childhood abuse resurfaced and the therapy that it took to try and heal also made me face the fact I was in an abusive marriage.
Suddenly without warning, they waited until I was on the very edge, and then pushed with all their might and just walked away.Read more on themighty.com