I want desperately to be loved.
I need to be needed.
Why can't I just go about life not caring what other people think about me? The pressure to impress is a stressor I can't deal with.
I constantly ask myself why I have to think like this. Why do I have to be so self-critical? Why do I have to over-think everything? A simple text from a friend becomes the biggest deal. Did I come off as rude? Overeager? Uninterested? Just plain irritating? Did they just invite me to be polite? But if I decline the invitation it's going to look like I don't care.
Why can't I just love myself for who I am instead of seeking the approval of others?
Every second, I am pounded with self-doubt. Even my writing becomes something I can't look at without cringing.
When did I become this person plagued with a lack of self-confidence?
I look for help. I know where I will find it, but am I strong enough to go to Him for help?
I know that with His help, I can be strong. But it still hurts. I still look for validation from this earth. Why do I go to this earth when what I am seeking is a breath, a thought, a whisper away?
I was made in His image.
I am beautiful.
I am strong.
My identity is not in what I do, it is how I do it.
I am not defined by my body, my friends, my grades, my writing, or anything else in this world.
I am not alone.
I am loved.