Sep 26, 2023
Before I accepted Jesus into my heart, I was doing whatever I wanted to make myself happy, which led to anxiety, shame, low self esteem, fear, and more.
Growing up as a Catholic, my mother would make me go to church but I never quite understood why I was going. Rather than listening and relating to what the priests were preaching, I would fall asleep out of boredom. I never really understood the bible(let alone attempt to read it) and the power of prayer. I had really strict parents so I was more inclined to be rebellious in my teens. I thought I was a good kid because I was getting good grades, participated in sports and clubs, wasn’t doing drugs, and was overall kind to others. But I was very disobedient to my parents. I was immature, had low self esteem, and was a people pleaser. In college, I became very interested in "self-help" and was looking for answers on how I can better myself as a person. I was also looking for answers on how to live peacefully and happily, but whatever answers I found didn't work. I still felt empty- that something was still wrong. I continued to feel insecure, anxious, and so much more negative things about myself. Even though it looked like I had it together, deep down, my soul was broken.
