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		By: Don Sizemore, LCSW		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Alisa, love is greater than pain.]]></description>
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		By: Alisa		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[When I was young I remember how I thought of God. On my first date with my husband I told him how I love God and believed in him and I had so much love in me at the time. I would have given my life for my husband once. As I grew away from church, pain and loneliness entered into my life and then betrayal. Without some moral foundation that is usually taught to you by your family you are just a puppet on a string. It has only been after great pain that my husband has questioned these things and turned to God. He grew up with the focus being on achievement,status, not love and what it is. I grew up being told you are only as good as your word and without it you have nothing. You should try to love everyone like Jesus does. My Dad would work in the garden for hours and then give food to people he barely new and needed it for free. It didn&#039;t sink into my young head that you should look for someone who is like minded. You can care, but guard your heart. I don&#039;t think I fully knew what like minded meant until now. God is the only answer for me. Since knowing the details of the betrayal I have slowly felt as if my mind had been put into a grinder. My thougts race searching for a place where I am happy and loved absolutely only to go to a home where no one lives. You are right survival depends on that bonding in families and with no family or support in my life other than my children who are babies still, death seems a better place than the hauntings and horror that lives in my head at times. Perhaps the difference between me and my husband is my parents were born in the 30&#039;s and his were born in the 50&#039;s. You must know you are loved. I imagine my Dad turning over in his grave knowing the pain I have felt inside. If my husband would have hurt me by beating,breaking bones,or disfiguring me one would know and see what his betrayal has done to me on the inside. Always something to think on when I read your posts. Thanks!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was young I remember how I thought of God. On my first date with my husband I told him how I love God and believed in him and I had so much love in me at the time. I would have given my life for my husband once. As I grew away from church, pain and loneliness entered into my life and then betrayal. Without some moral foundation that is usually taught to you by your family you are just a puppet on a string. It has only been after great pain that my husband has questioned these things and turned to God. He grew up with the focus being on achievement,status, not love and what it is. I grew up being told you are only as good as your word and without it you have nothing. You should try to love everyone like Jesus does. My Dad would work in the garden for hours and then give food to people he barely new and needed it for free. It didn't sink into my young head that you should look for someone who is like minded. You can care, but guard your heart. I don't think I fully knew what like minded meant until now. God is the only answer for me. Since knowing the details of the betrayal I have slowly felt as if my mind had been put into a grinder. My thougts race searching for a place where I am happy and loved absolutely only to go to a home where no one lives. You are right survival depends on that bonding in families and with no family or support in my life other than my children who are babies still, death seems a better place than the hauntings and horror that lives in my head at times. Perhaps the difference between me and my husband is my parents were born in the 30's and his were born in the 50's. You must know you are loved. I imagine my Dad turning over in his grave knowing the pain I have felt inside. If my husband would have hurt me by beating,breaking bones,or disfiguring me one would know and see what his betrayal has done to me on the inside. Always something to think on when I read your posts. Thanks!</p>
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