Pat on the Back
Tell someone you’re proud of just how proud you are.
The first person who came to mind was a client, who shall remain nameless, who finally grew some spine and talked back to her evil husband.
I’m immensely proud of her for doing that.
Not that I advocate anyone should be disrespectful to a spouse in the general run of the day, but this man is doing his best to destroy her, inch by inch. Takes her apart mentally, emotionally, verbally. All. Day. Long. He’s an incredible bully, big and strong and loud and intimidating. She’s worn down, worn out, and ready to do as he wants her to do. He wants her to leave so he can claim she deserted him.
Don’t do it! I’m telling her not to do it. Her pastor and her lawyer are telling her not to do it. Stick it out, stay in there, don’t budge an inch. He’s openly, flagrantly having an affair. He’s in the wrong. She needs to stay put.
So when she told me that she finally had enough, that she blew up at him, that she took him apart and left him in utter shock at her rebellion and then walked out while he was talking, I stood up and cheered! Yes! Happy dance time!
She didn’t walk out of the house or the marriage. Just the situation of the moment.
She wins that round. I’m impressed.