We've all been there. Someone you trusted wounded you deeply. You feel betrayed - angry. You made yourself vulnerable to someone you trusted and they shattered that trust. They betrayed you and left you devastated. Your life hasn't been quite the same since. Perhaps it happened years ago, but the wounds feel as fresh as if they happened yesterday. The memories and emotions do not lie far below the surface. Although you may not dwell on the events constantly, consider the possibility that you've been steadily suffering as a result of them ever since (yet perhaps not in obvious ways). I'll never forget one of the intimate moments that my father and I shared. In his sixties, he shared with me some stories of his childhood that deeply affected him and shaped his image of himself for years to come. One was of a close friend who told my father about his nice two-story house. My dad responded by telling him that he lived in a poor two-room house. He said that his friend never played with him again. Here, my father wept over the wounds that had been inflicted upon him some sixty years before. He has since moved on with his life. But he still carries the wounds with him we all do. Yet, we don't have to allow our wounds to define who we are or what we will become. Consider the possibility that this may be one of the key barriers that prevents you from experiencing the deeper life for which you long. 
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