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Fragile Storyteller

It’s those sporadic mental pauses where my emotions begin to separate from my intuition

In less than one thought, the spiraling effect of disappointment in inevitable imperfection is grasping at my neck

So raw yet potent of an emotion overcomes my spirit and I have become trapped in a space where logic holds no grounding

My eyes start to believe exactly what they want to see. Applying discernment is neglected and mocked all for a little taste of rebellion and apathy

The ambiguity. The opportunity for deception and chaos. One strong grasp is all it would take to leave the burdensome responsibilities of “letting it go”.

No extension of grace. Just dive in with the faults. No more room for the noise yet it always feels welcomed. Knowledge cultivated but not disciplined.

Oh the power. Whoa the fragility. This intense rush of wanting to unleash verbal assaults is numbing the awareness and past mistakes of speaking prematurely

This psychological warfare. The cold embrace. It’s dangerously alluring. Tempting to want to dismiss my identity for the sake of misplaced intentionality

How do I always seem to find my way back to this? It is like the memories enjoy toying with my pride. So far removed from reality at times, forgiving self can only be imagined

Self-preservation from self. So much for reflection. Then again, the continuation of breath must mean something…

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Pour

You can’t keep pouring into others when you don’t pour back into yourself.

Take care of YOU.

Our bodies, minds and spirit thirst for healing and replenishment.

Give back to YOU.

What good does it do to passionately expel so much energy into things that do not nourish you? Self care for YOU.

Self care for YOU.

Pride can mask insecurities and the fear of vulnerability. Do not allow it to disrupt the peace within you.

Make way for YOU.

Time is endless but your time is not so why waste it dismissing the need to let Him lead.

Let Him pour into YOU.

Life does not give out refunds. Give yourself grace, let go of the control, and allow faith to proceed.

It starts with YOU.

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Reading It Backwards

How does one be a keeper of a home still filled with the aftershock of it all?

Why is there utter stiffness in one’s reaction to witnessing the beginning of what could be the end?

Where does one turn to when they are drowning in the fear of escalation?

When can one process the essence of safety when their innocence of childhood is fading in front of them?

What possesses a person to illuminate that devil-like presence in front of others?

Who is to blame for that lack of anticipation?

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It Starts With Disarray

The moment something is out of place,  the fixation begins. Why is this happening? What series of events led to this?

Neglecting the subtle signs of certainty, the mental torture ignites into this raging fire of discomfort and confusion.

Questions are becoming endless and answers seem to be too few and far between. The temptation to make an enemy out of nothing is a reflection of the strife consuming fragments of one’s being.

How does one just stop this? Let go of the push and pull that comes with the desire to just walk away from it all? How long after the darkness does light start to shine back in?…If it shines in.

The depths of moments like these expose a much more fragile, self-destructive  interpretation of this mishap. Five minutes have not even passed since the start of this turmoil and time again has left you behind.

Not surprisingly though, an overanalysis has once again evolved into an overreaction and in turn resulted in an overflow of self-doubt.

Lord maybe one day I will get it right and first look to You.

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Thing 1 and Thing 2

Sometimes I think we feel as though if we read of Bible, study His Word, and (for some) try to memorize as many scriptures as possible that our problems will go away. Like if we stay obedient to the Word then everything else will fall into place and work itself out. We may even get so caught up in our eyes “being open” and life becoming a little more meaningful that we unintentionally start to ignore those thoughts that crippled us for all those years. But unbeknowest to us, those thoughts never actually went away. You just found a good way to distract yourself from them. That is where the triggers come into play. You are starting to enjoy the beautiful life God has given you after so many setbacks then out of nowhere you become upset, agitated, impatient, selfish, doubtful, etc for no justifiable reason. The rememberance of pain and fear are the drivers of these triggered reactions but it was the ignored memories that were the source.

So what is our solution? For some, it is continuously going back, trying to find answers and comfort in His Word which in turn helps us to repress that memory or thought once again. But what do you do when that “solution” develops into a toxic habit. Yes, I said toxic because although you are seeking God, it is only really numbing the pain and proving temporary relief. The source of that pain or fear was not actually dealt with so when you are triggered and respond in an inexcusable way, you try to put others in a position where you make them feel as though they should know better and do a better job with interacting with you. This excuse becomes a never ending cycle and while you get to move on from what happened in the moment (your response to being triggered), the person you hurt, now has been treated like crap. All because YOU didn’t deal with your problems. Isn’t it funny (not really) how we are quick to project our past pain onto others as if they are the problem. We quickly become a victim in our own eyes not realizing we are now doing the same thing someone did to us to cause that pain and fear we are repressing (hopefully that isn’t confusing).

And although your actions are understandable, because many of us can relate, that doesn’t make them right. And now you are sitting here in counseling after being screened and accepting your need to let go of the real source for your anxiety and post-traumatic stress out of your mind. You have come to realize that the spiritual growth you were working so hard at has been hindered this whole time because you failed to STOP and reconcile with your residual pain and fear. Sitting here, you finally coming face to face with the real problem and remorse rushes to your heart. Taking a deep breath you remind yourself that it is okay to seek this kind of help. You are understanding that mental health and spiritual health are not always the same and may need to be handled differently. You spent so much time trying to help others and neglected to help yourself first. It is time for a change. God is still there. He has and always will be there. You were never alone….You then take a deep breath and remember that the first step to any recovery is acceptance (and this is usually the hardest part). This minor detour doesn’t change your destiny, it just puts you in a better position to conquer it.