Freedom=Self Acceptance

As a daughter I struggled with my identity.

As a Christian I wondered if God could make mistakes…with my identity.

As a wife, I wondered if my husband made a mistake. Better yet, I wondered if he really knew what he signed up for.

As a mother, I wondered would my daughter see past my flaws.

This week has been one of the most transformative moments of my life. I had been unhappy hiding. I hid behind my “holiness” to not appear disturbed. I have many parts of me.

All of them are me. I am all of them are me. I don’t have to hide.

I am proud of me.

Have you dealt with this? How did you deal with it?

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