Many years ago, I was an overcommitted overachiever who just wanted someone to tell me that I was acceptable and loved as I was. I couldn’t have put it in those words if you had asked me, but that’s really what all the work was about. I tried so many different things in an attempt to feel ok.
Chased by God, by Elizabeth
Fear, Anxiety and Living Life Without Their Control
Loving the Unlovable
Judging In My Insecurity
Well, this is one of those posts that I don’t want to write because it (more than usual) exposes all my flaws and issues and doesn’t make me feel good. But one of the things I’ve learned over these past 10 years in counseling is that raw vulnerability in my own problems is often a way to pulling down walls in others.