F o r g i v i n g a n d l o v i n g m y s e l f



2019. I started the new year becoming the person who I didn’t want to be, a liar and a cheater. The moment I decided to continue my relationship with Jesus I knew that it was not going to end well. I thought I could control myself but whenever I was with him, I became a different person.

For 10 years, I’ve held onto him who I felt that I needed in my life to make me feel good about myself. I thought if I’ve walked away from him no one else would never love me or appreciate me the way he did. The start of the year I realize that I was tired of feeling this way, feeling insignificant and remorseful about myself and always depend on someone else’s approval to make me feel good.

Many women are placed in the same situation as I was, not being able to see how beautiful they are and how much value are worth.  No woman should depend on a man to make herself feel good.

Lack of self- confidence and self-worth led me to commit the biggest mistakes of my life. It’s was easier to stay with someone who I felt comfortable and appreciated me than walking away and being alone.

One year ago, I came to my senses and realized that he was doing me more harm than good, and I kept my distance. When I found out he was in a relationship I thought it was the end of it however a few months ago he reached out again.

I don’t trust myself at all. It only took seconds for all my values and standards to go down the drain. I felt awful for letting my sexual desires for him to influence my actions and disregard that he had a relationship. I have been in the same situation before and it seems like I never learn.

I've reached my limit. He is NOT worth having in my life.

Today is the last day I will feel sorry for myself, a woman should never settle for a man who makes her doubt herself, play with her emotions and lies to her. 

I love myself enough that I don’t need “friends” like him in my life. The only mistake I regret making was not standing up for myself when I had the chance.  


The only love I need is myself and GOD and need no man in my life to define who I am.  



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