I’m not sure why I feel I constantly have to justify myself to people. Honestly, they really don’t care. But I sure want them to. And I want them to know how their actions have impacted me and my family. How they’ve made me feel broken and worthless. Again, whether it was intentional or not, they truly don’t care. Those who are able to walk away like you didn’t exist never truly cared to begin with.
So I’m trying to learn to take my hurts, brokenness, and fears back to the one who loves me unconditionally. It’s what I should be doing to begin with. I’ve got to stop looking for everyone else’s approval. Because when my life is over, man’s opinion and approval is not going to matter.
I just don’t have a thick skin. I’m not an uncaring callous person. That’s not to say I’m not stubborn. That’s not to say I don’t have moments where I think I’m the one who’s right. Besides, we can have those moments where we are right. We’re not stupid people. At least most of us.
So I guess this post was really me talking to myself about changing where I take my brokenness. Making sure I take it to the one, the only one, who can fix it.