I unconsciously hoped for what the media portrays as the romantic ideal: a wounded girl is rescued by a kind man who teaches her to trust and hope again. I wanted someone to do the healing work for me. Problem is, the movies and books don’t tell you that no man should have to carry that burden in addition to his own burdens. You’ll both be tangled in each other’s demons in addition to your own.
Writing at Prodigal Magazine today on why “No Man Could Heal Me.”
If good men will come alongside and you don’t put an unrealistic burden on them, they can help you be strong for all those times the knight in shining armor missed his entrance (or exit). You are comrades who love, not lovers.