Oprah once said that she thinks at the end of our life we'll be asked a question. That question being "Who did you love?"
I have decided that this isn't the right question. Right now, it is too difficult for me to think of loving an abuser. It isn't fair to ask an abuse victim if they loved someone incapable of loving them. A better question would be "What have you learned?"
Life Lesson: As a child I embraced religion, seeking from an invisible God love that I didn't feel from my family. For a long time, I felt vaguely guilty at the thought that I might not properly love my parents and siblings, according to religious doctrines. I've set this aside. I've instead learned not to hate.
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