I endured Character Assassination too… and still do…
I didn’t like reading how many of you relate to being gaslighted. It’s one of those areas that I know for me is still tender. There is much un-probed because it hurts too much to counter often-good memories with the knowledge of the duplicity and lies. And I finally realized that the daunting task of separating the strands of truth from the pot of lies is pointless. Even though I now know otherwise, I have chosen to find comfort in the fact that it was real enough to me at the time and that’s all that matters.
But that only works with the personal gaslighting, the stories told to me to keep me placid and distracted.
It doesn’t work with the external assault. The character assassination that carried nefarious seeds far and wide. That requires a different approach.
For much of our time in Atlanta, my then-husband and I were
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