#mostly i go to chapel as a way to reflect on life and grow

Chapel today was really what I needed to hear. Just by being, we are filled with something holy.

As an abuse survivor it was meaningful for a couple of reasons: to abuse another person is to abuse someone holy. There can be no excuse, no deserving. What happened to me was wrong and underserved.

And also an answer to something I struggle with. I often feel like since no one was there during the abuse aside my abuser, no one can understand what happened or how it changed me. I feel like I have become incomprehensible. But if I am filled with the holy spirit, then that spirit was there, that spirit felt the same as I did, that spirit suffered as I did. Maybe I wasn’t alone, and I’m not alone in my recovery. I am understood.