This is so true! And is why, to this day, I value someone’s actions rather than their words. Thank you, Libby Anne, for posting this! Love Joy Feminism
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Love. Love. Love. It seems to be all I hear about.
I was raised in an evangelical home. Between five and ten years ago I went through a time of incredible pain at the hands of my parents. They believed I was bound by God to obey them even as an adult, they freaked out when my beliefs began diverging from theirs, and they cracked down, hard. Their efforts to control and manipulate me can be safely termed emotional abuse. I cried so much during that time. I was still so young, and out on my own for the first time. I needed their love and support, not their rejection and their anger.
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