Our worth is not in their hands.
They don’t devalue us; they can’t.
These clowns didn’t value us to begin with.
Repeat: our worth is not in their hands.

Devalue us…? There’s a popular lexicon delineating the ride with these jokers. It’s said they: love bomb, idealize, devalue then discard us. It sure feels like we were tossed out as last week’s rotting garbage, but.

What if there’s another way to think about this gut wrenching occurrence? One that helps us heal? What if there’s another angle that sets us free? Or are we going to let them hold all the cards? Do our emotions and feelings really explain what they were doing?

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