I asked Gary Roe to write several posts. He also shares his story in my book When a Man You Love Was Abused.
My abuse lies to me. It tells me that I am worthless and less than nothing. That I am an object waiting for others to take advantage of me. That I don’t exist apart from the perpetrators and what they did to me. My lying abuse tells me I will never belong.
My abuse wants to define me.
I mustn’t let it. I must remind myself of what I know is true.
I’m not an accident. I’m not merely the result of the union of a sperm and an egg. I’m not just the genetic combination contributed by my parents and my family tree.
I’m a personal creation of God himself.
Knowing I belong is the beginning. I have to believe and acknowledge this fact before I can begin to live it.
How do I do that? I don’t know. I stumble along as I travel forward. But I started by telling myself the truth. Repeatedly. Throughout the day.
I don’t just exist here. I belong.
I’m not simply biding my time, trying to make the best of things. I belong.
I belong on this earth, doing whatever God has called me to do.
I belong to the people around me whom I love and who love me.
For me, this is making a difference. Over time, this truth will sink in.
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