I have a long way to go in the healing myself from the inside out process. I feel the love of God. I don’t just believe it. It’s like laying in the sun and letting the warmth surround you completely. I am not responsible for other people’s reactions or issues with me. That one is huge. And shock of all, not everything that happened is my fault. I can brush that off and walk away. I can stop beating myself up for stuff I can’t even identify. Cause God still loves me. I am not a mistake, but His perfect design. Yes, every part that you think is broken, He has a purpose for. And for my close family who doubt it, Come as you are. Jesus knows who you are. He is the One who does the washing. You can’t do that yourself. Just come. Hugs.
I feel not so much a storm as a little shower of emotional rain. My mind is filled to the brim with thoughts and trying not to go batty trying to sort them through on my own. Then I start feeling isolated as I have no one to talk to. I have therapy next week so I will talk then for sure. It’s not even anything bad; it’s just so full I am thinking out loud. That never bothered me before, but now I am feeling unsteady. I have talked to myself my whole life. I am certainly not going to stop now, but it feels like a gateway to the enemy deceiving me all over again. He can disguise his voice to sound like anyone else. So if my thoughts are out loud, I’m Vulnerable. I miss my friends. I have a few here and there . I miss lighthearted fun. I am just waiting for God to pull the curtain on this season and to start to feel more like myself again. I’m not asking God for anything He doesn’t want me to have, I just need to get through this little shower. I know God still has things for me to d...
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