When you finally realize that someone’s behavior has more to do with their internal struggle than it ever did with you, you learn grace. You also naturally learn detachment as well.
When i was 17 I went to my first party and drank for the first time. 4 shots blacked me out. I woke up to two men raping me. I was a virgin. I was wearing jeans and a softball jersey from the game I had just played. I woke up hungover the next morning COVERED in large black (1/?)
Pre-Roe, I was 8 yrs old. I came home from school to find my Mom lying in a puddle of blood. She was weak & asked me to call a neighbor. She was miscarrying, but the embryo would not abort. For 48 hours, she bled while doctors transfused blood, waiting. Abortions were illegal.