“They told me love meant I should meet him in the middle, and that sometimes the middle may not be enough, so I may need to meet him on his end. They told me love meant that I should support him through all the times he decides to run, and that I should patiently wait for his return. They told me love meant taking the abuse when he was distressed and they told me love meant burying my pain inside me. They taught me love meant silence and that I should never speak against him. They taught me love, in the same way they had been taught- nothing but hatred dressed in love’s clothes.”
– The women birthed by our culture, U.F.Shah
Unfortunately, sometimes community matters more than the soul and reputation matters more than the pain.