Category: Let's talk
A friend of mine was recently telling me about a letter he had read in a newspaper. The letter was from a woman asking for help from the paper’s agony aunt. In this letter, the woman told how she had recently discovered a video in her husband’s wardrobe. When she watched the video, she was horrified to see that it contained images of her having sex with several of her neighbours, something which she knew nothing about. When she quizzed her husband about it, he admitted that he had drugged her one night, and had invited the neighbours over to have sex with her, and that he had filmed it for his own pleasure. And the woman concluded the letter, “I don’t know what to do, because I still love him”. So, is love blind? Are some people just so blinded by their feelings that they fail to see any wrongdoing? Or is it possible to forgive anything if you love someone.
I think when you love you should forgive a certain amount, but not at the cost of yourself. Not to sound eagletistical or anything, but if you can't love yourself most then how can you really truly love someone else? I use to say I'd never stay with a man who cheated on me, was an alcoholic, or, who abused me, but you know, I think on 2 out of the 3 I could forgive once, the abuse and cheating, and on the third I'd try to help if at all possible, but for those situations the person has to want the help...Anyways, but if any of it continued to happen I'd have to leave. Not that I would love him any less, however, I love myself enough not to stay in a situation that I find morally wrong.
I think there is forgiveness to a certain degree, but when it comes to the person putting you in danger, than I don't think you should forgive. Like wc said, u neeed to love yourself first.
wow... that guy needs to be shot, and she should leave him.
It's always easy for people to say what they would do in these situation,s but noone really knows until the time comes. I believe my mother was in an abusive mariage for 26 years, but she stayed, because she loved my stepfather and wasn't ready to make the break. the abuse she suffered that time was much less than that she suffered at the hands of my father, so maybe that made it easier for her to bare, I don't know, but it baffles me having watched most of it, how on earth she could. Love is a strange thing, and none of us truly know until that situation arrives at our door. the cliche to use is, never say never.
hmmm. I don't know, but if loving yourself must come first, then I'd better stay out of relationships.
Here here Kev. This is just so far out from anything I've experienced, that I can't say what I'd do.