joi, 7 octombrie 2010

Good enough for love

As I try to write this my emotional shield keeps turning on to stop the words from flowing on the paper… This is definitely not in my comfort zone limits but what the heck..

I spent a lifetime trying to get people to love me, trying to be perfect for them, giving everything so that they will be happy.

I hated myself for not being what they expected of me. I felt useless and helpless seeing I can’t match their expectations. It seemed whatever I did it was not good enough. But then again it never is, is it?

Every criticism turned into a dagger slashing my heart as my mind kept flashing the sign:

NOT GOOD ENOUGH
NOT GOOD ENOUGH
NOT GOOD ENOUGH

But I was good enough for GOD since He/She created me this way. I must be good enough, right?

We are all good enough, I don’t care what you did or what you did not do. I don’t care if you can’t read or write, it’s not about skills and abilities, it’s not about how many languages you can speak or how many hours you can run on a treadmill.

It’s all about love, respect and appreciation.

It’s funny how each belief that you hold seems to be reflected at you by the people around you, how you manage to sabotage yourself just before getting that job you always wanted or the relationship of your dreams.

The same way you manage to hurt the people who care about you so that your mind can say once again:“See I was right, you are not good enough”

Even so there are always people who love you for who you are, who appreciate and value you without expecting you to change or be better or just different.They are God's gift to us to remind us that he loves us no matter what!

True love is non-controlling and non-directive. We know this instinctively and we keep seeking it…

Loving yourself it’s a hard lesson to learn. Accepting your flaws and your shortcomings with the same love you embrace your qualities…

You will reach a point where you don’t see flaws in other people anymore, you see the light that shines from within, you see the untapped power lurking beneath the surface. You don’t see them as being mean and aggressive anymore, you see the pain they are trying to hide, you see their longing for love and the childish manner in which they are trying to get it.

I am what I am and if it’s good enough for God, it must be good enough for me and everyone else.

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