They can’t do to you what you don’t let them do. They can’t rule your thoughts, your actions, or your heart. And I don’t care what anyone says, sometimes it’s okay to get mad at God and blame Him, because you know what? He’s got big shoulders. To me it’s no different than when we have to come down on our kids and get that old, “It’s all your fault....I hate you!” routine. We just walk away, let them stew for a bit, then hug them when they come to us later. In my mind, God is the same kind of a Father - letting us make mistakes, live with the consequences of those mistakes, but enfolding us in those great arms when we realize our temper got the best of us and letting us know that He understands and forgives us. Sounds simple, but then I’m a pretty simple kind of woman, as guess.
So of course you’ll be in my prayers as you struggle to get past all of this. God doesn’t turn His love for us on and off like a faucet, and neither do I! Hugs, my friend!!