I didn’t know God was forcing me to relive all my traumatic events to become awake.

I didn’t know that he was making me endure so much suffering to transform me.

I didn’t know.

Even my recent ex partner had no clue what was going on.

He said “I don’t know what this is, but it’s not BPD”.

Then came the ultimate collapse. The CPTSD.

He said he’s never met a woman like me. Ever in his life.

I’ve always survived alone. A skill only a few can master.

I was never a believer in God until now.

Until it happened to me.

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