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Best Ways to deal with Betrayal- from anyone

 At one point or another, we have been let down, cheated, deceived and/or many other horrid things by one person or another. Sometimes we expected it, sometimes, we didn't. It may be someone who didn't surprise us or a totally new player in the game- one that can crush our spirit with their change of heart. 

The deed has been done. It is up to us how to respond. Are we petty? Or do we act mature, and move on?

Here are some ways to move on from the pain of betrayal faster and move on with life.


1) Talk to the offending party or parties.

The situation may not be what you think, or they may have an explanation that makes sense to you. Either ways, it's just best to have it out there and everyone is clear where they stand. It can be painful, but it is essential for moving on. 

2) DO NOT AND I MEAN DO NOT RETALIATE! It is difficult, it can be very tempting but please don't. It starts an endless circle of hatred and retaliation between parties that kills the spirit and hardens the heart- making for a wholly unpleasant, bitter person. (We can't let them betray us and ruin our lives, can we?) Remember!

'If we do an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, we will be a blind and toothless nation'

3) Do not dwell on the event.

Do not let that one event control your life and do not subject your self to self pity and endless pity parties.

4) Reflect on what happened.

Think of the things you could have done differently, what you could have changed to prevent the incident and resolve to implement them henceforth. 

5) Forgive.

It doesn't have to be immediate. You can work your way up to this point. Total forgiveness is a gradual process that may take months. However, DO NOT KEEP A GRUDGE!

I hope this helps.



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  1. UnknownOctober 16, 2020 at 5:32 PM

    Beautiful write up... Keep soaring into realms of noiseless breakthroughs in Jesus name Amen

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  2. UnknownOctober 23, 2020 at 9:45 PM

    Beautifully written. Keep it up 😊

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