So glad that God don’t just up and leave because He ain’t feeling me anymore.. or because I made a mistake.. or because I’m still healing… I’m so glad that God walks with me in spite of my trauma, in spite of my struggles, in spite of my mistakes..
i don’t beat up the old me. i love her, i understand her & i know exactly why she did what she did. nobody can hold the old me over my head or use me against me, because without her i wouldn’t be who i am today or who i will be a year from now. 🤍
Your obsession with trying to understand why something happened to you is what keeps you in a constant loop of overanalysing. You pick apart the situation, the person, the reasons, and then circle back to it again. This is happening because you’re struggling to accept what has actually happened. You’re struggling to sit with the reality that it broke you, that it hurt you, and you’re trying to avoid the feelings that come with that realisation.
the rest of this year requires me to put my head down and work because i do indeed owe myself a good life and (un)fortunately, it all depends on how much i’m willing to give to this process of becoming.