Rejoice with those who rejoice; weep with those who weep. (Romans 12:15)
Unatempestad
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Weep with those who weep
After my abuse, I gained an understanding for people's pain and suffering (both a gift and a curse). I am brokenhearted and I comprehend the brokenhearted . When I read about how others are feeling (through the chat, forum, or messages), I want nothing more than to hold their head against my head, rest it in my shoulder, and hug them closely. I understand them for some reason, even the guys that write "I don't know if anyone can understand what I am trying to say right now." I don't want to write advice or say supportive things, use fancy medical lingo, I want to hold them and that is all, because they are suffering. I broke down in front of a friend when I told about him about my abuse (2 years ago). I've never felt closer to another human being in my life. Two grown men crying like children.
Rejoice with those who rejoice
This is an area for self-improvement. These are the scenarios and the thoughts running through my mind:
Friends: "I'm with my wife and kids."
Me: I want a family, why can't I have that?
Co-worker: "I got a raise" "I got promoted."
Me: I've been working hard, why didn't I?
Friend: "I'm engaged."
Me: I may never find that love, I want that.
Someone: 'I'm doing better."
Me: "Why am I stuck in this depression?"
Externally I congratulate and encourage, but internally I'm fighting my demons. There are times where I am able to rejoice with others. I have to work on my self-esteem because I want to celebrate with others.
After my abuse, I gained an understanding for people's pain and suffering (both a gift and a curse). I am brokenhearted and I comprehend the brokenhearted . When I read about how others are feeling (through the chat, forum, or messages), I want nothing more than to hold their head against my head, rest it in my shoulder, and hug them closely. I understand them for some reason, even the guys that write "I don't know if anyone can understand what I am trying to say right now." I don't want to write advice or say supportive things, use fancy medical lingo, I want to hold them and that is all, because they are suffering. I broke down in front of a friend when I told about him about my abuse (2 years ago). I've never felt closer to another human being in my life. Two grown men crying like children.
Rejoice with those who rejoice
This is an area for self-improvement. These are the scenarios and the thoughts running through my mind:
Friends: "I'm with my wife and kids."
Me: I want a family, why can't I have that?
Co-worker: "I got a raise" "I got promoted."
Me: I've been working hard, why didn't I?
Friend: "I'm engaged."
Me: I may never find that love, I want that.
Someone: 'I'm doing better."
Me: "Why am I stuck in this depression?"
Externally I congratulate and encourage, but internally I'm fighting my demons. There are times where I am able to rejoice with others. I have to work on my self-esteem because I want to celebrate with others.
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