My ‘Soulmate’ Relationship Was Really Just A Trauma Bond
My relationship with Brad had felt like a bullet going off. A tiny fire in an enclosed space that could change a life in a fraction of a second. In a brief period of dating, I’d gotten engaged, withdrawn from college in another state, moved in with my new fiancé, and been ghosted by my parents. It all seemed worth it, though, because Brad and I were “soulmates.” This was a stars-aligned, once-in-a-lifetime, meant-to-be love. We’d had the kind of connection I’d only dreamed of having with another, and I changed my entire life to make it work. Who cares what the cost is when it’s true love? Until it no longer felt like true love. Our “passionate” love began to be peppered with “passionate” fights, in which “passionate” was just a nice way of saying “abusive.” I was ashamed of how and how often we fought, confused too, because why did this soulmate relationship sometimes feel so painful? My soulmate relationship was really just a trauma bond Blake Cheek / Unsplash+ A trauma bond forms when you confuse …




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