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I was in an abusive relationship a few years ago....mentally, emotionally, and sometimes physically.
The person I was with thought that when you slept or rested you were being lazy, so I spent my days trying to prove that I wasn’t.
That fear of him, his words, and his actions took a toll on me, in ways I didn’t realize until recently in my marriage, specifically today.
I find it hard to sleep or rest unless my husband is doing the same, which most know isn’t often, or when he is on military orders and I know he won’t be home.
Even then when he calls, I find myself doing my best to make sure I sound awake, unless he has told me I need to rest.
This morning, he left to go workout. I didn’t realize I had fallen back to sleep until I heard the door knob turn. I jumped up out of my sleep and out of the bed so quickly, scared that he was going to rip me to shreds (even though he never has before) when he saw I hadn’t done anything since he left, so much so that it gave me an instant headache.
I was stuck sitting on the edge of the bed when he made it to me.
He walked in, sat next to me, wrapped his arms around me, and held me. He had no clue the inner turmoil I was experiencing, but gave me just what I needed....assurance that love doesn’t hurt; it heals!