I can do this without you, y’know. I don’t need you to show me anymore how I ******* things up or how I’m not enough for anyone to legitimately love me.
You shove me around kicking me when I’m on the ground with your cutting words within my soul telling me again and again that if I would just do better I would fill this hole
And holy crap It blows my mind that I bought the whole thing! That constantly criticizing myself would someday bring some semblance of success or self-love that this was the key to rise above all my pain
How insane that I believed you at all! Who ARE you? Where did you get the gall to tell me I was worthless? Worth this knife in my chest, told to bleed till I was at my best and obsessing over every last mistake I made as if this was supposed to save me?!
As if by shaming me you gave me reason to try harder— oh, like you’re why I got that much farther don’t bother trying to sell that garbage to me like you’re some sort of savior that set me free.
I believe there’s only one Savior and he’s not like you. He never beats me down or tells me that he’s through loving me or shames me for not being perfect as if I had to be or tells me that if I try harder then maybe I’ll be free
No! Jesus loves me!
And he loves me for me, not for being the person YOU say I should be, and while you swore no one would ever fall for me, he laid down his life on Judgement’s Tree,
Yes, for me.
So say what you want, I don’t care! But don’t you ever dare say I need you again Don’t you dare tell me that you’re my friend Or that I need you to reach a happy ending
I’m done spending my life trying to please you I’m worthy and loved, I don’t have to believe you ever again, yes, this is where you end I’m good enough now and was good enough then
And you’re the only one here who’s better off dead.
All that said, I’m gonna listen to Love today I’m gonna believe that my sin debt was paid No longer slaving to get a perfect score I’m adored as I am, not as future version of me that has it all together and is completely free oh please, spare me, save your fantasies
The stone rolled away, my Jesus risen from the grave proclaims to the universe that I’m worthy of love today.
Our worth does not come from what we do or what the world says we should be, or even who we say we are. Our worth comes from Christ.