A matter of life or death

When cracks appear and you break it's what you needed for your own good. 

Then on the path to recovery you make a decision, either be good and get stronger or be evil and become weaker. The good path says I'm going to better myself with humility, the evil path says I'm going to get even via revenge on those to blame and on those innocent, because evil feels terrible and empty, and prideful and is destructive to others and to the self. 

When good and evil collide, good hurts through the aggressive intent of evil, but the strength and experience gained by good enables them to pull through. Whereas there is no healing for evil, it's corrupt and bitter, and remains corrupt and bitter until a day and that day may never come, when a truly GENUINE sorry is uttered. Though this is rare, it's possible and it's life changing. 

So you see, good has the power. 

Good has the warmth of heart and ability to transform. 

When cracks appear thank God, He's trying to heal you and save you. Accept His hand, it's a matter of life or death.

Dear Narcissist

Do not talk to me or pretend to be my friend ever again as you are clearly vengeful and vindictive, and jealous. You're a gossip, a rumour spreader and not only overbearing but smothering too. You are irresponsible and calculating, you need to take responsibility for what you think, say and do. Do not play any mind games with me, directly or indirectly. If you say sorry to me, you do not mean it. Play your games with someone else, who doesn't know any better. You put on a friendly demeanor to everyone, so you can get away with things and manipulate people and situations. 

Do not approach me or where I live ever, as I will take the necessary action to prevent this. 

You are obviously very disturbed and want me to think this is all in my mind, well, I'm not a child, I've experienced people like you before, you're extremely traumatized and put your trauma on others, I will not be another one of your games. It's over, end of.

Pain

Pain is a killer,

It's sharp, it cuts and it tortures.

But pain humbles,

Pain brings patience,

Pain brings prayer and peace,

Pain brings the ungodly close to God.

It takes the arrogant down and lifts the spirit up,

It makes one think of meaning and ask questions,

And it gives all the answers too.

It's because of love, we lose our worldly will and come close to the Holy,

To fight it you struggle, 

To accept it you gain much,

To overcome it is Grace,

To learn from it shows wisdom,

From pain we gain more than we lose,

And when it finally ends there is only joy, ease and

a grateful heart.