As the adult child of an alcoholic and survivor of childhood sexual abuse trauma, here is a non-negotiable: I have a right by God to decide.
God gave me that right when He created me in my mother's womb. I lost that right when I was repeatedly abused. As I regain control and power, leaning on His strength and not my weakened state, I have a right to decide.
I can say hello or I can say good-bye.
I have a right to decide.
When did I give up that right? When it cost me physical, emotional or sexual pain. There is no more pain from the abuser. Sometimes there is pain that mimics those past hurts. Even then I have the right to decide no more and walk away.
Wise counsel is always the right decision.
That I shall always seek.
