this weekend was difficult, to say the least.
there were about 40 women at the retreat, talking about unhealthy relationships and self-worth and vulnerability and grace.
i thought a lot about shame.
i realized that i believe a lot of things about myself which i’ve been told aren’t true. but i’m not convinced they’re lies yet.
i also realized that i’m afraid to be vulnerable and open myself up to grace from others because of the possibility that they will believe the same things about me that i already believe about myself.
i think it’s hard to know for sure if things are wrong when you’ve been thinking them for as long as you can remember.