Bipolarwanderings

I feel so blessed. And taken care of. I was reading comments I made about four years ago to someone who helped me immensely – and I began to go down the shame cycle. “I’m not worthy of happiness.” “I’m a bad person.” “I don’t deserve to be loved.”

STOP!

Then I remember- “Injured people injure people.” And I can choose to have compassion for that injured, struggling woman who couldn’t see the light in humanity at the time. (Me- 4 years ago). I can feel compassion for that woman who was so broken, so angry and feeling so unloved.

I can choose love for her. Because she deserves love, just like all of those who lash out – do they still deserve love? They absolutely do.

It is my choice to look at myself through the lens of love, of compassion, of non-judgment. I am doing the best I can, and I can choose to forgive myself when I have lashed out in vengeance, anger, or non-forgiveness towards others and myself.

I can choose to see me like God sees me. Like God sees all of us. With unconditional love.