Woundmates in Disguise. (90 sec)

They walk into your life, and everything changes. Not with sweet words or soft glances, but with chaos. A whirlwind of emotions, sharp-edged memories, and gut-wrenching confrontations. That person. The one who makes your heart feel like it’s being squeezed in a vice. Who knows exactly where your weak spots are, and presses on them—hard. You might’ve called them a soulmate once, but these days, "woundmate" seems more fitting. They don’t just touch your soul, they rip it wide open.

They stand at the center of your mental battlefield, pointing out all the ways you’re vulnerable, insecure, unhealed. And the crazy part? It’s because they know you that well. They don’t just understand you — they embody every fear you have about yourself.

Sound familiar? That’s the soulmate myth, upside down.

You thought the soulmate was supposed to be someone who ‘completes’ you, someone you’d feel blissful with all the time. But what if they’re the person who drags you through your own emotional hell so you can actually face it? Who, intentionally or not, teaches you the greatest lesson of all: You’re only ever suffering because you chose to.

This relationship isn’t an accident. It’s your custom-tailored teacher, wearing the mask of your ‘enemy.’ The Course calls this the “special relationship.” It's the one where pain seems to be served in never-ending courses, but every time it’s served, it’s asking you one thing: Will you forgive? Will you stop blaming, and see yourself instead?

It’s provocative to consider that the person causing you the most heartache is expanding your mind more than anyone else ever could. They’re not just pushing your buttons. They’re pushing you out of your "comfort" zone of illusions. Soulmates? No, more like woundmates — but in that shared wound lies your salvation.

#thinkgod
I am sorry.
Please forgive me.
Thank you.
I love you.