THE REALIZATION I AM UNLOVED
I'm 49 yeas old, a short few months away from my 50th birthday. How does one live so long thinking that they are cherished and loved (to a certain degree) and then find out that they are not? I wish the rose colored glasses had come off sooner. I really do.
My parents loved me unconditionally, but they are both dead and gone now. My children all love me, but each in different ways and to different degrees. The older two have shown me at times, that when I need them they just aren't there for me. (Such is life.) The younger two are still kind of young, but I'm hoping that they'll be there for me if and when I really need them. I love them all unconditionally and will be there for each and everyone of them, no matter what! My children are everything to me, they always have been. Family is the cornerstone of my life. Without them, I am lost.
My husband is a different story. He has betrayed me in the worst way a man can betray a woman. He has cheated and lied. Then, when I found out, he continued to lie and deny. Lie and deny. He told his entire family bad things about me. He told his lover bad things about me and he felt no qualms about doing that. He dissed the mother of his children to make himself look better. His mother hates and betrayed me over and over. His brother cursed me out and thought it was okay to do that. I feel used and abused. I feel unloved from almost all sides. All I ever wanted was love and respect. I guess everyone wants that. But it's not so easy to attain, even when you give out love and respect to others it doesn't always come back to you.
Make me a channel of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me bring Your love,
Where there is injury, Your pardon Lord,
And where there's doubt, true faith in You
Oh master grant that I may never seek,
so much to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love with all my soul.
Make me a channel of your peace,
Where there's despair in life let me bring hope,
Where there is darkness - only light,
And where there's sadness, ever joy
Oh Master, grant that I may never seek,
So much to be consoled as to console,
To be understood, as to understand,
To be loved, as to love with all my soul
Make me a channel of your peace,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
In giving of ourselves that we receive,
And in dying that we're born to eternal life
--Prayer of St Francis