Dennis Clark - Breaking Soul Ties: Freedom from the Root of Toxic Relationships

I have never read another book that deals with the full range of brain traps. When you hear the term soul ties, you think of ungodly emotional ties to other people. But its far more diabolical. Soul ties can be ungodly addictions or lust of all kinds, such as food, television, drugs, adultery, pornography, or even hobbies such as sports. All and more can be idolatry and open you up to spirits of darkness. Finally, a book that identifies the problem and is the go to book for complete freedom. Every Christian should have this resource in their library.

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by Jason

Our soul has escaped as a bird from the snare of the fowlers; the snare is broken, and we have escaped.

PSALM 124:7

How had it ever come to this? Everything had started out so well! She was sweet, cute, and exactly my type. And, just what I thought Id ever wantedmy Proverbs 31 woman. I had fallen head-over-heels in love with Lana and, at first, really believed she could be the one. Overcome with joy, I called my father (Dennis) to tell him all about her. Within a few months, however, I began voicing my fears and confusion to him as I got sucked into a swirling whirlpool of lies, torment, and madness. My dream girl became my captor and life became a nightmarish reality.

The truth started to be exposed when I caught her in all sorts of lies and deceptions, beginning with the fact that she was cheating on me with a former boyfriend. Soon things took a darker turn to physical abuse and emotional gaslighting, which is psychological manipulation designed to sow seeds of self-doubt making the targeted individual question their own memory, perception, and sanity.

Usually the perpetrator is deliberate, cunning, and sociopathic; however, in this case, it was Lanas own craziness, manipulation, and control that caused me to question my own sanity. I then threatened to leave her, at which point she turned me in to the cops and made false charges against me. Now we were locked into the legal system and I couldnt go anywhere else for at least a year while the wheels of local justice began to slowly grind.

Lana didnt want to lose me. After all, she had already moved into my apartment, quit her job, and convinced me to pay for all sorts of medications for mental and physical ailments, many of which were imaginary. Unfortunately, my rescuer identity and codependency took over. Now the lock on the trap snapped into place: Lana needed me. To cut her loose at this point would have seemed like kicking a wounded dog to the curb and walking away.

When I sought help from a psychiatrist, he did what doctors usually dohe wrote prescriptions to help alleviate my anxiety, depression, and other symptoms. I found myself taking all sorts of powerful medications to which I quickly became addicted but which only increased my torment. And Lana liked me doped up. It made it easier for her to control me and keep me from leaving her.

Still having enough presence of mind to document the physical abuse, I sent some photos of the stab wounds in my face from her keys and the bloody fingernail scratches across my cheeks and neck to Dad and Jennifer. All it took to set Lana off was my failure to do exactly what she wanted or to do something the wrong way, even if I didnt know what her right way was. The situation I described was bad, and they were very concerned about my welfare. Dad and Jen told me to leave her and move in with them because they had a place where I could stay until I could get my life sorted out. But, unable to act even on my fear, I wound myself even more tightly into what had become a web of my own making.

The can of tomatoes broken over my head didnt do it. The bare foot Lana used to kick a hole through the bathroom door when I locked myself in didnt do it. The road incident was the last straw. Lana insisted that we go to the grocery store in the wee hours of the morning, even though I hadnt had any sleep that night and needed to leave for work at five-thirty. While she was driving to the store, she got angry and smacked me hard across the bridge of my nose with the back of her hand. Id had enough.

Without warning, I abruptly unbuckled my seat belt, threw it off me, and yanked open the door to throw myself out of the moving car. My thinking was that Id die or be hurt badly enough to be admitted to the hospital, but either possibility was better than being with Lana. Somehow, in a flash, she reached across me, grabbed the seat belt as the buckle hit the car window, and jerked me back with the belt as we swerved all over the road. This incident finally prompted me to take action. The realization that I had come close to death shook me. It was like ice water thrown in my face, shocking me awake. Something had to change, and it had to change fast.