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Narcissistic Abuse as Demonic Theft
You begin to forget who you were before them. The silence they weaponized taught you to shrink. Every room became a minefield, you learned to read the air before breathing it. Their voice replaced your own, until doubt felt more familiar than certainty. You isolated not because you wanted solitude, but because explaining the inexplicable exhausted you. You scanned faces, tones, and pauses for danger. You became a student of someone else's moods, a stranger to your own. The cr

Fr. Thomas Colyandro
Mar 191 min read


When You Can't Feel God
"Whether we believe or not, we belong to God. Whether we understand it or not, or feel His presence or not, or rejoice in that presence or not, He exists. "He is my God. He is my Lord. Even during moments of darkness and terror, when God doesn’t exist for me, He still exists. "When I feel I’m a failure, when all my efforts seem fruitless, when my life seems to have passed in vain, Christ is still my Christ. "He is there for me no matter what happens. He exists irrespective of

Fr. Thomas Colyandro
Feb 201 min read


Souls Scattered Like Ashes
My soul is scattered Like ashes in the wind. Gray, dry, gaunt Drifting aloft On a cold, Cloudy day speckled with Drops of rain and Long shadows dancing on The burnt embers that have lost their glow and Chased by the howling and cheering and Jeering of faces with glee that a Life is smothered and a soul is lost. Unknown, Unwanted, Forgotten, and Forsaken There is nothing but death and The stench of failure that Strains at the irony of Eking out the one refrain That never forge

Fr. Thomas Colyandro
Jan 141 min read

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