After years of waiting for someone else to choose me, I realized the love I deserve has always been my responsibility. From marriage to dating myself with intention, I’m learning how to love myself fully and have the courage to take myself on the dates I’ve been dreaming of. This is the prequel to discovering the woman I am becoming.
We talk about self love like it’s always easy but what if it’s not? In this honest reflection, I share how my greatest act of self love broke me, stretched me, and taught me that choosing yourself isn’t always comfortable, but it’s always worth it.
How do you love yourself when no one ever showed you how to? Maybe you grew up in a home where love wasn’t expressed. Maybe survival came before self-worth. If that’s you, I get it, because that was me too. I grew up in a home where love wasn’t shown openly. Affection felt foreign, and…
Telling the truth won’t always feel good, but it’s necessary. In this post, I share how dishonesty cost me everything, and how choosing honesty, even when it hurts, became the first step in rebuilding my life.
Sometimes, life falls apart so completely that it feels impossible to find your way back. I’ve been there: humiliated, rejected, and convinced that I had no hope left. But God has a way of meeting us even in our mess. This post is about finding hope when everything feels hopeless, learning to trust God again, and rebuilding your life one surrendered step at a time.
Choosing yourself will be hard, but it’s worth it. In this post, I share my honest journey of healing, rebuilding, and learning to choose self-love, even when it means walking away from what’s familiar and comfortable.
“You don’t get the love you want. You get the love you deserve, and the love you deserve is the love you give yourself.”
I thought I had everything figured out. Play along, get my full deliverance, tell the whole truth. When they say God knows your heart, it’s the truth. Now, when I look back, I just know that he saw my intentions while I thought I was being smart.
I was still lying, still pretending… I’m not making any excuses for my behavior. At the end of the day, the truth would have set me free. There were certain things I was truthful about, but I lied so that I could keep getting the help I knew I needed
The thing is, I went from standing in front of the congregation to lead worship, to sitting in the back. I felt like shame covered me from head to toe.