Unworthy

Wish You Knew

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Today, as I had a freaky text about a purchase, I went searching to make sure our bank account was safe from theft. Definitely not needed right now with Christmas, nor anytime. It is a scary feeling and causes stress but anger to rise up of those that do this. Stop it!

In all that, I sat back and realized where I was and where I am now. By the Grace of God.

I remember back in 2015 or so discussing with my therapist some hopelessness felt due to debt. I caused most of it. I saw no way of escape. The hurdle was too much, as I expressed this with her.

While going to counseling for other issues, this was all mixed in there. We covered a lot of territory over four years together. I was clueless and in total denial of so much of my childhood and life. What an experience to have one lead me forward, opening my eyes and heart.

Childhood emotional neglect or abandonment (CEN) was high on her radar with me and with added research, it all made sense.

In life, the emotional turmoil can do harm. Just like my case in weight. Hid my emotions with food. Also, spending money and purchasing items. Hiding emotions in the new stuff. Only to crash down when the monthly bills arrive and amount rises while interest causes a huge amount to keep raising the payoff. Over and over, a cycle. Despair.

Thankfully, I came to the point of acknowledging my downfall, understanding myself and started correcting my careless ways and thinking.

While it did not happen overnight of being out of debt, it came and it became fun to see the amounts dwindle down. Many prayers of Lord help me. Taking control of my life made everything come together.

No matter where we struggle, we can struggle our way out, in time. It brings hope and feeling proud of yourself in just the small steps that soon become huge.

I no longer see this therapist but sometimes I would love to tell her of the outcome. It was with her help of seeing the junk in me to rid the junk that I thought I needed in life. I am still making strides but nowhere where I once was.

One Step Today to a Better Tomorrow.

So, with me sharing, I don’t know what you might be struggling with today or have been. Get down to the root of the problem and make small changes here and there. It adds up.

As for counseling, go. I hope you have one that was as beneficial to me.

Digging in the Ditches

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I do not want to dig! I said, I do not want to dig in the ditches. It is too much.

As I scanned over my many writings, just the titles stir my emotions. How can I even go there without losing myself in the memories and feelings of those exact moments when things happened in my life and of my broken heart? I do not really know how to move past except to move through those times and put words in front of me as I feel and remember to share that you, too, can make it. Maybe it is for me to remember and to know where I have come from and what I went through to be right here at this right time, sharing my story.

A coach I had recently expressed all this as ‘digging in the ditches’ and so true, as it is digging through some bad, muddy times where I felt stuck. Throw me a lifeline please, I would cry out so many times under my breath, in my mind. Do you all not see I am struggling? Sadly, those words were on my mind while sitting on the church pew many times. I was invisible, I felt.

So, this is a start of my digging and thought I would test the waters. Unsure if I can dig tonight, as I write, but this is a start. How’s that?

White Sheets

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What is it about clean, white sheets on a bed? To many, it means nothing more than clean, white sheets, nothing out of the norm. It is a chore many dislike, laundry.

As I was making my bed, my mind went through years and years of memories, of how I felt and where I am now. As I smoothed out the sheets, admiring the crisp look and fresh scent, I teared up, thinking of the past. White sheets. I can have white sheets.

When I go to my sister’s house and stay a couple of nights, I look forward to our visit but her white sheets make me feel special and loved. When I go to a hotel, which is very rare, and once I settle in of seeing no bedbugs (Thank You Jesus), I enjoy the white sheets for the night, it’s a treat. White sheets. I, too, can have white sheets.

My bedroom accent colors are burgundy and olive green, very pretty to me. I always had burgundy cotton sheets, which I loved as they matched so well to my decor and bedding.

Although, after many washings over the years, they were starting to look worn, tired, becoming worthless, just as I felt in those years that my memory was actively reminding me.

Awhile back, I finally broke down and ordered a nice set of sheets, supposedly burgundy but not. Burgundy is a color that is hard to match, it’s a must see item before buying, lesson learned. In that, I ordered white sheets. Unsure if I would like, as I had grown attached to my old burgundy sheets due to the blending of colors. Plus, I hate change. White sheets. White sheets are for special people or guests, not me.

Hesitantly, the newly washed white sheets went on my bed and I loved them. Now wondering why it took me so long to make this change. Just this simple change in sheets, I felt different. As I pull down the covers to crawl in bed, I feel a joy. Just a simple, nice set of white sheets made me feel like I deserve them in my own home. Years and years of feeling worn, tired, unlovable and unworthy, I have felt life returning, as I am lovable and I am worthy after years of counseling and figuring out who I am once again. Life can push one down so low, of no hope in sight. White sheets. I am worthy to have white sheets.

People say they lose themselves in life situations and I totally understand this, as I did. I was at a point of hopelessness and feeling so worthless. No person should feel this or get to that point but it happens. Thank God I had a counselor that spent session after session, for four years, helping me see through the dark days and of understanding myself, as I gave up on loving and trusting others and even myself.

No matter, I knew God loved me through it all. I reminded myself that He knew my name and where I was at all times, which was my go-to saying, sometimes of not believing even that truth. He said He would never leave me nor forsake me so I had to trust and believe when I had nothing left within me.

It has taken awhile to get to this point but just the mundane act of making my bed of all clean bedding, seeing the white sheets, I am so thankful and touched that He did not leave me. He has brought me to a place where I am today. I do have white sheets now, and I love them. I don’t think I will ever buy any other color. A small, insignificant piece in my life just to remind me where I was and where I am and to feel hopeful and worthy. It’s the small things in life that brings the big picture together. White sheets. White sheets are a must.

Perhaps reading this blog of mine, (man or woman) you may relate or know of someone of feeling the unworthiness, which can cause so many issues compounding upon other issues to where you might feel stuck and total hopelessness. Perhaps it is no accident that you read of my own soul-sucking life experience to know that I understand.

Just know and most importantly, never forget that YOU are worthy.

HE KNOWS YOUR NAME AND HE KNOWS WHERE YOU ARE. TRUST HIM

10 Scriptures For When You Don’t Feel Good Enough

https://lynndove.com/2016/10/18/25-encouraging-bible-verses-for-women-who-struggle-with-self-worth/