What Doesn't Kill You...

I doubt it but maybe it's true. It can’t kill me physically but it can kill me emotionally. I am trying to find the right words to say that would make it feel less than it is, but even the little things that are done hurt me. I asked God to remove whatever that I feel that isn’t from Him; but yet the feelings remain. Now I have to deal with it and watch it unfold in front of me. I feel like Anne Elliot in Persuasion when she watches Captain Wentworth with Louisa Musgrove interact with each other and don’t acknowledge her….sigh… I am sure this will pass, and I will look back and laugh at this.