I quickly settled into my new home with my sister. My wonderful sister decided to move in with me so I would have a companion and boy am I thankful she did.
We had so much fun together. We would go shopping together, dinners out, bowling, movies, and the list goes on.
We definitely have some memories bowling!!!! The first time we went bowling together we went on base and in our minds we were just gonna bowl the two of us with no distractions.....Well if you have ever been on a Marine base you know otherwise!!!! So we bowled and had fun for a while but then these guys decided they needed to bowl right next to us......That night I had my first kiss since Matt and I hated myself the whole time!
This is when my life took a turn. Just one kiss changed everything.
I never saw that guy again or talked to him. A few weeks later I met another guy in "Applebees". This time I tried to hide my wedding ring. (How awful of me) Eventually the ring came off.
We started talking and he seemed nice.
A week later my sister and I decided to take a spur of the moment trip to Texas to see Matt's best friend. I was so excited to see him!!! I hadn't seen him since that awful day. So in like think 13hrs. we got to Texas.
What was supposed to be an amazing week long trip turned into only a few days because of "this new guy". I started to realize he was a bit controlling and he told me I couldn't go out while I was there and told me I should come home early because I shouldn't be there.
Well the stupid broken girl that I was listened to him. Why??? I just wanted to be loved so if that meant doing what some stranger told me to do than I guess I was going to do it.
I came back home just in time to do Easter at my new house with all my family. I was really excited to host my family function.
I invited that "guy" because I wanted everyone to meet this person that I thought was just perfect! *gag me*
He ended up coming and literally staying for 5 minutes. He said it just didn't feel right being with my family since I was married and he figured they were judging him. Whatever!!!!!!!
But again I just wanted to be loved so I stuck it out with the guy a little bit longer. He would never let me talk about Matt because it freaked him out that I was married and apparently was a turn off!
Trying to date was next to impossible because as soon as I would tell a guy I was a widow, they would freeze up and then I wouldn't hear from them or they would tell me they didn't want anything serious just "friends with benefits"!!!!
End of April I went to Kentucky to see my "brother" and meet his parents. I also went to go to Thunder over Louisville because Matt had always told me how awesome it was and we had planned to go that year. You can imagine how excited I was.
As soon as I saw him in the airport I just ran into his arms. I needed to feel the love and strength from the only "big brother" I had ever had. He had also brought his girlfriend who is now his wife and it was really nice to meet her.
Every day I was there was so fun but the nights were the worst because that "guy" was telling me I shouldn't be there and telling me everything I should be doing.
We went to Thunder over Louisville and it was amazing! I have never seen so many fireworks in my life. I cried the entire time! I could actually feel the boom in my chest. I felt like Matt was standing right next to me the whole time just as we planned. It was a happy and sad moment all in one and my brother's girlfriend was the sweetest person because she just held me in her arms the whole time and let me cry.
After that amazing trip I came back to reality and also finally realized what an idiot I was for keeping this guy around. I told him that I wasn't the type of girl that would conform to what he wanted and I wouldn't be controlled or told what to do. I told him I wasn't the person for him and we should go our separate ways, which was pretty easy considering he had just moved back to his home town in another state.
It wasn't long before there was another guy. I made the biggest mistake with that one and to this day wish I could take it back. That one choice had a domino effect!
I had become so bitter toward God and anything that was associated to it that I went the completely other direction. I didn't want to go to church anymore but I did every once in awhile to make my mom happy. It was hard to be around my best friend because her life seemed perfect and she always brought God into the conversations and I just didn't want to hear it anymore.
Within five months I had become my worst nightmare. The only way I can explain it is that my head and my heart disconnected. I didn't care, I didn't think about the consequences. I gave myself to guys in ways I can never get back, I had become the highlight of conversation in certain areas, I had my phone number being past around barracks without my knowledge, and along the way brought my sister down with me. You have NO idea how horrible I feel about that every day because I could have saved her from so much if I was the sister I should have been. Instead she was put through situations where she had to be like a mother to me. There were nights I was so wasted that she or some guy had to carry me to the car and on the way home she would have to force me to eat something to absorb everything in my body. I can say that I never did try a drug in all those months but alcohol had become my best friend. It numbed my body and my feelings.
Am I proud of any of this? Absolutely not! Was any of it right? In no way was it. Was I hurting? YES!!!!!!!!!!!! Was I trying to fill a void? You better believe it!
I was trying to find something to fill that hole in my chest and instead I filled it with scar after scar. I think one of the worst scars I have is someone "having" me without my consent. It was very scary and has affected me for life. Honestly I am very lucky to just be alive but more than that I'm lucky I have no diseases or children out of the foolishness I engaged in. God is a loving, gracious God and He spared from so much pain. The scars will be there forever and no matter how hard I try to forget everything I have done it is all still there. I wish so badly I could take it all back but I know that everything that has happened had brought me to where I am today.
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My Lord has forgiven me for hurt I have caused Him and if anyone that had any hurt through this I pray you will forgive me as well. It is very hard to open up about the horrible things you do it life and I have buried it all so deep down that talking about this opens those wounds all over again. If anyone has been offended in reading this part of my journey I apologize but its life, its my life and if I'm going to write the whole journey I can't leave out any part of it.
...........................................Part 9 is up next.........................................
Oh Rhena... I've been catching up on these last few parts and can't stop the tears. What a journey it was, wasn't it? To think of the beginning, the end of the beginning, the rough times in the middle, where you're at now... it leaves me speechless. I love you. <3
ReplyDeleteThanks Ash...Its definitely been tough and i'm still working through it! I love you too and thank you so for sticking by me through everything and never judging me;)
ReplyDeleteOh Rhena... (That was how I was going to start my comment and then I saw Ash had said the same thing!) I remember getting the prayer request to pray for you that day. I didn't even know Ashleigh then--she was just a friend of a friend. But my heart ached for you and for she and John and for all who were with you. And oh how I prayed for you. Little did I know how close I would come to having the same story.
ReplyDeleteI got married in 2006, and two short months after our wedding there was a welding explosion, and if the tank had blown upwards instead of downwards, I would have been a widow. Instead my husband only had a terribly broken leg and burns.
I remembered your story and I ached for you and prayed for you all over again, knowing what it felt like to get the news that your husband was in an accident and going to the hospital to see him...
Thank you for sharing your story. It is not offensive, Rhena--it is the power of God's healing and forgiveness, and that is beautiful. Not to mention incredibly tear-jerking.
I can't wait to read the rest of it--though I know in the truest sense it is still being written in your life.
P.S. Do you know Kristy? She lost her husband in a boating accident after just two months of marriage and has just re-married: http://heartscribblings.wordpress.com/
(((Rhena))) Oh, the tears...thank you for sharing this and for your honesty and forthrightness. What a testimony of God's Grace and faithfulness to His children. I'm not sure if you had heard my testimony before at Calvary, but I well know the *pain* of these types of scars. About 6 years of filth and waste from late teen to early twenties. :( The lies and more I used to cover up my sin..it still tries to haunt me. Praise God that if we confess our sins He is faithful and just to forgive us and cleanse us from all unrighteousness...that has comforted me time after time when Satan brings my scars to mind and accuses me of what I've already been forgiven. It has been healing though in sharing and in counseling teen ladies to be strong in the Lord-that they might not walk in my painful path. Be comforted, sweet Rhena, praying for you and these aches in your heart.
ReplyDeleteI can't wait to read more...
Love, Heather
Rhena, you are doing the right thing in writing your story! It is painful, but it will also be medicine to your soul. Sometimes you need to revisit the past and confront it in order to heal. Pushing in the past, not dealing with it, and trying to forget it, does not release you from the pain and suffering, it just makes it harder and harder to deal with later in life. It can mess up our life in so many ways. What you are doing now is incredibly brave, and I am soooo proud of you! From the first time I heard what had happened, I hurt for you, and prayed for you. I knew there was so very much in store for you! I wished I could spare you, but I knew that I could only pray for you. I am so glad that you are where you are today. You have grown so much! Your story is going to be used to help others. Your story may be the one thing that saves another from destruction! Don't be afraid to let God use your story. Be open and honest, and you will see God's hand in it. Love you sweetie! Kristi R
ReplyDeleteI just stumbled upon your blog through Ashleigh at Heart and Home... you are so brave to tell your story. Thank you for allowing God to use your ashes and create a beautiful masterpiece to share with all of us. I am looking forward to reading what blessing is around your next corner!
ReplyDeleteMy sister and I laughed and cried, our hearts ached as we read the trials you went through and rejoiced at God's sweet grace! I thank you for sharing!I just am so thankful I ran across this blog.I can't wait to read more.
ReplyDeleteGinger~
I followed a link from Ashleigh's blog. I just read what you've written so far and I cried the whole time. Thank you for your honesty and for sharing about what you've gone through.
ReplyDeleteI grew up in a Christian home and after a series of very devastating events, I too walked away from my faith and every belief or moral choice I'd ever made before. I am so thankful for God's grace and patience.
I'm also thankful He allows me to share my story sometimes. Thank you for sharing yours here. I'll continue to read about your journey.