Summer and the Reality of My PTSD

Yes, I have PTSD.  As much as I prefer to say I HAD, the reality is I still have it and sometimes it is apparent.  Other times, it is not.  I do believe God has done a mighty healing in me with the PTSD and I have learned to manage it well with nutrition and exercise, however, I do still get "triggered." This reality hit home this week through some various situations that surfaced.

My kids got out of school for the summer this week.  It's been a rough week,  My husband is just getting over bronchitis and our daughter seems to have caught some of it from him. She doesn't have bronchitis, but she has this nasty cough that's been around for a few weeks.  Our oils, natural remedies and medicines haven't helped much.  So, that's frustrating.  There has also been a lot of sugar involved with it being the end of the school year {don't even get me started on that...that is ANOTHER blog post, friends!}  Monday, it all kind of hit the fan after I picked the kids up at school. Our daughter also has food allergies, and I believe the combo of being tired, sick and having something we shouldn't have food wise led to the rough evening we had.  Behavior was out of control, she was irrational, it wasn't a pretty evening at our home.

The next night, it was our son's turn to throw a 45 minute fit.  That was fun too!  Oh, and I forgot my husband had been gone all weekend, so add that to the mix as well!  Good times here....So, husband being gone all weekend, sick child, lack of sleep, 2 45-60 minute tantrums back to back, all the week of school getting out.......nice, huh?

I posted that Tuesday night on facebook something about dreading summer.  Because at the time I was.  Routines are important to me, as are schedules, I also need margin, time to myself, quiet and some time when people don't need something from me.  See, all of that changes with summer.  I love my kids dearly and of course would do anything for them, but the reality is I have PTSD.  And, it sometimes rears it's ugly head when I am triggered. What are my triggers?  Well, unfortunately, sometimes, my children.  See, conflict is one {they tend to fight more after extended amounts of time together...hello, summer!}, lack of margin is another {hello, summertime!  Granted, there are camps, etc., but it's not the same as the school schedule}, noise is another one {the house is much noisier when they are home vs when they are at school,  usually it's yelling...see trigger #1.} So, as you can tell, summer is more challenging for me.  And, I just realized why this week.

After my post on Tuesday night, another friend posted something about it being a pet peeve that people post dreading summer with their kids.  As friends continued to comment on it, someone said "how unloved those kids must feel."  This brought up a lot of emotions in me.  I was angry, hurt, upset, but most of all I felt misunderstood.  It also made me feel like a bad mom, because most moms do enjoy their kids being home {I do too, don't get me wrong, but I am also more triggered then as well.}  After praying about responding or not, I decided to let it go.  The reality is it's not a black or white situation.  There are lots of factors in everyone's situation, I think. Personality being one {of moms and kids both}, what activities are planned for the summer, what the routine looks like, if the mom feels called to be home or to work, see, there are so many factors to consider including several I didn't write that it's not so clear.  Do my kids know I love them?  You betcha they do.  Am I a bad mom because I struggle in the summer and it's hard for me? I don't think so,  I think it makes me human. Personally, I am thankful God showed me this so I can make progress in these areas.  After all, knowledge is the first step, right?  Now that I'm aware of my triggers, I can hopefully manage or diffuse the situation.  

The other emotion I felt from that post was injustice.  It's not my fault I have PTSD.  It's no one's fault they have PTSD.  In fact, I felt God saying that to my spirit all day on Tuesday, "it's not your fault."   Even if it was my fault, or I thought it was, God came to set me free from shame/guilt/condemnation, whatever it is.  He did the same for you too. 

So, friends, anyone else struggle with summer?  Let's hear some tips of what works well for you and your kiddos in the summer. Would love to get some fresh ideas!  Thanks!

Mother's Day 2016: Why I'm Glad I'm Not Her Anymore

With Mother's Day being tomorrow, this blog seems appropriate. Mother's Day hasn't been a stellar holiday for me in previous years. Part of that is due to my expectations quite frankly, being unrealistic, and the other part of that has to do with me and where I have been.  Let me explain.  The pictures taken below are from Mothers Day 2012, when we were living in Illinois.  Lauren was 4 at the time {just turned 4 the month prior} and Landon was 1, going on 2 in July. And, I was the captain of the Hot Mess Express then!  While many parts of those early years of my kids lives are a blur, due to my mental state, I do remember this day.  I also remember that the outfit I was wearing was something I bought myself on my weekend away.  Yup, I was having such a hard time adjusting to motherhood, my children, life, etc. that my wonderful husband let me go away {locally} for a weekend to take some time for me.  It was a gift, to be honest! I remember staying in a hotel by myself, eating meals by myself, where I wanted, having coffee, journaling, praying and shopping. However, looking back now, it grieves my heart. It makes me sad that due to where I was emotionally and mentally that I needed to take that break, that I needed that time.  Now, I'm not saying there is anything wrong with taking time for yourself at all.  In fact, I'm a huge proponent of it!  However, in my case, it was because I was about to break. {Looking back, I believe this is right before I was diagnosed with PTSD.}  That Mothers Day, I remember wondering why I was so sad when I had so much...a great husband, beautiful, healthy children, a great church, wonderful friends, a nice home and life was really good {or should have been!}

As I look back on these pics from 4 years ago, I am so thankful to not be that woman anymore!  Granted, I am still that woman, but because I have changed so much, I don't feel like her....does that make sense? Guys, this is so embarrassing to admit, but I was in such a low place that my thoughts were not good.  I was an angry mama filled with much rage, anger and not loving life.  My heart wasn't thankful and it was not a good spot, but it was dark and full of darkness.  To be honest, I didn't like being a mom.  I loved my kids and thought they were great, I just didn't think I should be the one responsible for them.   Those days were dark, filled with anger, rage, self hatred and I spent a lot of time crying and miserable.  {It sounds like I was depressed, doesn't it?  Realizing that as I write now....} See, the smile is there and it looks like all is well, but inside, my heart, my mind, my emotions were not in a good place. Was I still attending church then?  Absolutely!  Going to a small group? Very consistently.  Reading my Bible?  Daily!  Praying?  Daily!  So, what was going on?  How could I as a Christian, who was doing all the right things, have all this inner turmoil going on?  

Well, I have some thoughts :)  One is my wounds were not healed.  I had been to counseling, yes.  For years!  But my wounds still weren't healed. I had to let Jesus come in and clean me up.  That meant I had to admit what was going on and what was wrong. It meant having to deal with things in the past that weren't pretty and that I didn't know how to process, handle, sort out, etc.  It meant having to WORK to get better. It meant having to show up and do things I didn't WANT to or FEEL like doing.  It meant doing what my counselor told me, even if I thought it was dumb.  {This was in Illinois, prior to our move to South Dakota.}  

As we were moving, Lauren had some health things going on - turns out it was sensory processing disorder and food allergies to wheat and dairy.  So, in the midst of me having PTSD and meeting with a holistic doc and getting a boatload of supplements {due to PTSD, but also being pre-diabetic and lacking in vitamins and minerals}, we needed to change our families diet due to the allergies. So, lots of changes going on here, but it was all good!

After we got to South Dakota, we got plugged into a great church and God connected us with an awesome mentor couple.  Again, we had work to do in our healing...we had to meet with them, go through a workbook and DVD series; it wasn't just meeting for lunch and/or coffee to talk about the weather.  It was deep, we talked about past wounds, generational curses, word curses, etc.  It was work and it was a process! But, through that process God began to heal our hurts and give us more freedom!  It was {and still is} awesome!

Sometime after that, I started to change my nutrition.  I had cut out wheat and dairy, yes {turns out I am intolerant too!}  I also started the 21 Day Fix, and learned how to eat clean, how much to eat of what types of foods and how to exercise effectively.  Shakeology was also a part of my routine.  For the first time in a long time {maybe ever!}, my body actually got the vitamins, minerals and nutrients it needed!  It was an amazing feeling.....my energy was amazing, my mind was clear, and I was at peace.  My body was nourished and no longer getting all the chemicals, additives and junk that is added to our "food" these days. For the first time in my life, the anxiety was gone, the anger was gone, I was a new person!

So, if you ask why I'm so passionate about clean eating and our bodies getting what they need, this is why.  God showed me the other day I'm passionate about things/experiences that have transformed me ~ the Greek System {I became a Christian through DG}, Purdue {again, where I got saved}, Healing Prayer {where God set me free from SO many things!} and health/wellness.  I sincerely believe that Jesus + the 21 Day Fix have brought me so much freedom!

So, as we head into another Mothers Day, my heart is at peace knowing I'm not the same mama I was in 2012.  I remember her and hurt for her, but am thankful to not be her anymore.  Happy Mothers Day to all the mamas out there!  Enjoy your day and be blessed!

Because of Him,
Melissa

May, and Freedom?!

This morning, I woke up and realized it was May 1. May...it's an interesting month, for sure. It's the end of many things ~ school, some students end their high school careers and graduate, the end of cold weather {hopefully!}; it's also the start of many things ~ summer, a new phase for seniors who have graduated, the start of warmer weather. For me, May is the beginning of summer. {Let me be honest, summer is based on when school is out with this current season of life we are in.}

However, this has not always been something I look forward to. In fact, it's something that has brought much dread. When my kiddos were little {before preschool}, it didn't matter too much...most days were the same, there was no real schedule or structure as there was no school, it was home all day with mom and whatever we had planned. Granted, we did some things, it's not like we sat at home all day, but there wasn't much structure to our days. {Which looking back as I type this might have been a small struggle for me! I thrive on order, structure and consistency.} However, once we started preschool, that gave us some structure with our days. Then, when summer came, it was gone. That was hard for me. Here I was, this mama of littles who didn't have a lot of tools in her parenting toolbox, home alone with no structure. Recipe for disaster. But, God sustained us, thankfully!

But, this morning, I realized how excited and ready for summer I am! This is huge progress, friends! It's made me look at why that is and what is different about this year verses years past. Part of it is what I mentioned above ~ the lack of structure, schedule {this summer we have lots of fun things planned that we are all excited for, which helps!}. Another part I think is the age our kids are at. They are at an age where they want to be with you and have fun with you, yet they are also old enough to do fun things like swim lessons, camps, etc. I think this is my "sweet spot" of parenting....where they need you, but not for everything. There is some independence there as well.

Another factor is me. Where I am at ~ spiritually, mentally, emotionally. {This might be the biggest factor, to be honest. My mentor always says "when parents get well, the kids get well." This has been so true in our home. This morning during my quiet time, I was reflecting on what is different. Well, God has healed me! That's a huge part of it. The other part of it is my nutrition has changed. I'm no longer eating chemicals and artificial foods that were doing who knows what to my body, but also my brain! There is a HUGE connection between what we eat and how it affects us ~ physically, of course, but also mentally and emotionally. {If you're unsure, check out the book "Brain Maker," by David Perlmutter, MD.} Proof is in the pudding they say ~ I can tell when I've had something I shouldn't have.....by how I act, how I think and how I feel. It's gotten to a point where my family notices too.

My struggle this morning, though, was how much is just God and His goodness healing me vs what I've done? I believe He has given me a part in this, and what He spoke to my heart this morning is that it's a partnership. He did His part, while I did mine. Just like the crippled man in John 5:7-9 ~ "The sick man answered Him, "Sir, I have no man to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up, but while I am coming, another steps down before me." 8 Jesus said to him, "Get up, pick up your pallet and walk." 9 Immediately the man became well, and picked up his pallet and began to walk."

What happened there?  The crippled man needed some help.  Jesus told him to "get up, pick up your pallet and walk!"  Jesus told him to DO something!  There was action required on this mans' behalf....he had to DO something.  The result?  He was healed! That's what God revealed to me this morning....I was like the crippled man, needing to take action.  Jesus was there, ready, willing and able to do His part, BUT I needed to do mine as well.  It makes me wonder how many people miss out on things because they aren't taking action?  God is a God of action...the first two letters in GOspel are GO, as are the first two letters in GOd!  I think that means something, don't you?

The moral of my story is this ~ God has healed me, and that required me to take action and do something on my part.  Because of this, He has given me freedom!  I'm no longer in the place I was two or even three years ago....the chains no longer hold me back, no more bondage, no more depression, no more darkness.  This has changed my life! {And my family's, for that matter.}  The moral of the story for YOU is this ~ what is something God wants to free you from? Pray about it, ask Him and be willing to DO what He tells you to.  It's a partnership and for it to work, we have to do our part. Someone once said "doing what God called you to is obedience, but NOT doing what He called you to is disobedience." Truth right there.

Is there anything I can do for you?  If so, let me know.  Happy to pray for you, listen, talk.....He wants you to be free, and I do too!

Motherhood and How It's Changed Me.....

So, our little lady turned 8 on Sunday and to be honest, it made me pretty emotional.  In fact, looking at this picture makes my eyes well up with tears.  It's like looking at the last 8 years of my life and thinking how much life has changed in such a short amount of time, how much our family has changed, how much our children have changed and how much I have changed.  In sheer total transparency, which is how I like to roll, being a parent wasn't necessarily something I was on board with 100%.  Honestly, I think a lot of that was fear based.  Not knowing what to do, how to parent, knowing it was this HUGE responsibility, yet feeling ill equipped to do it, afraid of messing up.  See, lots of fears there. I did know that if we did have children, working full time wasn't something I wanted to do.  Staying home was something I was not certain of, but I did know full time wasn't an option if we didn't need me to.  {Thankfully, we didn't.}  Part time, perhaps, but not full time for sure.  {Not knocking full time working mamas, I just knew it wasn't for me.} 

I was introduced to the world of direct sales/network marketing before Chad and I were even married and that kind of planted the seed that when/if we had kids, I could be a work from home mama with my own business.  

When Lauren was born, I had been pretty successful with a party plan business and enjoyed it.  My plan was to take the maternity leave the company offered and return to doing parties after my leave was over in the fall. However, have you ever tried having a newborn that you were nursing while being at a party for 4+ hours, yah, not so much......the night of that party solidified that this wasn't the right decision for me.  However, I couldn't get the idea of not having a business out of my head.  The thought of having no outlet outside of poopy diapers, a breast pump, spit up on my clothes and all that goes with being a newborn mama wasn't the most appealing to me.  See, my personality tends to be Type A, productive, get 'er done, check if off the list, etc.  For me, motherhood didn't fulfill that part of me.  Now, don't get me wrong, I loved being a mama and was so thankful to be home with our daughter, but I also knew that for me, something was missing.  This pattern continued over time, with relocations across the country, me looking for part time jobs, at home opportunities, ways to fill that void and find something to do alongside of being a mama.

What is sad to me, in all of this, is that looking back on it now with who I am now, where I am now and what I know now, what I needed to work on was myself.  See, what I'm most thankful for about being a Beachbody coach is their emphasis on personal development. They ENCOURAGE and ADVOCATE for you to be reading/listening/watching personal development daily.  This one small tweak in my life has made such a difference in who I am today.  Of course, add that to the combination of exercise, clean eating and giving my body the nutrients it needs and I'm a MUCH BETTER mama now than I was when our little lady was born.  And, for that, I'm so thankful.  What makes me sad is the time I feel like I missed out on enjoying with my kiddos because of where I was.  

Who ever would have guessed that me saying yes to a 3 week program called the 21 Day Fix would make such an impact on me.  But, it did.  It taught me that I am worth investing in!  My health is important, not only for myself but for my family as well.  My family needs and deserves a healthy mama, and yours does too!  When I look at the pics above, I see a mama who HAD anxiety, depression, loss of identity, a life consumed by the daily t.v. show line up and what snack she could eat next, a mama who was unhappy. 

When I look at the pic below, I see a happy, healthy mama whose anxiety and depression have been lifted, who is thankful and happy and loves taking care of her family vs. dreading it.  The black cloud that once hung over me is now gone.  Part of that I believe, is from cleaning up my nutrition {heal the gut, heal the brain..more on that later} but most of it is due to Jesus, the great Healer.  He has changed me from the inside out!  Granted, I have worked with Him and done work; it's not just been a sit back and you do it all while I rest kind of a deal.  {Just like the Gospels are very active, God is a living God, the first 2 letters in God and Gospels are GO, after all!}

Becoming a coach wasn't on my radar, it wasn't something I sought out.  I believe it's something God brought to me.  When my health and mind changes started to happen, I knew He wanted others to feel this way too.  I believe He called me to be a coach so I can help support, encourage and lift up others who feel the way I did.  

If anything I've shared here resonates with you and you'd like to learn more about the clean eating, exercise and the lifestyle changes I've made, or perhaps you'd like to learn more about the business, please let me know.   I would be delighted to share more.  This whole journey has been such a blessing to me and my family and I would love to share it with you!  Part of my heartbeat is helping mamas who want to be able to be home find a way to make that happen.  Look forward to hearing from you!

That's a Wrap ~ 60 Days of The Master's Hammer and Chisel DONE!!!!

Well, that's a WRAP!  I just completed my FIRST 60 DAY PROGRAM, ever!  Yes, I've done SEVERAL Beachbody programs, but they have all been 21 day or 30 day programs, not 60 day programs.  In true transparency, it took me much longer than 60 days.  This is due to a few factors:

1. I teach Cize Live classes, so I needed to learn choreography and the routines for Cize Live.  This was my workout some days, so I didn't do Hammer & Chisel {H&C} on those days.
2. We went on a cruise!  While we did workout on the cruise, they were not H&C workouts on the ship.
3. I did a 3 day refresh after the cruise.  {Blog post with results is here.} It is suggested to not workout heavily during those 3 days. That's good enough reason for me to take rest days, lol!!!!

So, with that being said, here's my review of the program.

I did like the workouts.  I liked that they were short {35-40 minutes} and that I didn't sweat a lot. {Super honest, right?}  They fit well enough into my day that it wasn't too time consuming or too much work to fit them in. {Which is sometimes a concern in trying something new.}  There was quite a variety and with 2 trainers {Autumn and Sagi}, that added to some variety as well, which is always good!

The equipment I used was just some hand held weights, a medicine ball and a band. That's it.  We don't have a weight bench, so I just used the floor.  {There are modifications for that as well, which I appreciate.}  Again, truth be told, I likely could have/should have upped my weights, but didn't.  {Not a priority?  Or not sure how often they will get used?}

What about nutrition?  I love the fact that this program uses the portion control container system like the 21 Day Fix.  This is the program that changed my relationship with food and I've been doing it for two years, so it makes sense to me, I get it, I understand. Again, truth be told, I didn't follow the nutrition plan to a T.  I did have some cheats here and there, but ate clean for the majority of the program.  This program uses clean eating, portion control and of course Shakeology for nutrition.  Those are all things I had been doing before the program.

Results?  What about results?  Well, total coach fail here - gasp - I did not take before and after pics{so no free t-shirt for me, boo!}, or do my measurements and weight.  I wasn't doing this program to lose or gain anything, but more so to do something for 60 days that I thought I wouldn't be able to do.  So, for me, it was about pushing myself and becoming stronger than I already was. Sorry if that is a disappointment!  I just wanted to be sure my heart and motives were in the right place.  I can see a difference though!  Check out this pic below...pretty sure my arms didn't look like that before H&C!

If you have any questions about the program, or Shakeology or any Beachbody programs, please let me know.  I'd love to chat with you!

3 Day Refresh Update and Results

On Monday, I did another round of the 3 Day Refresh.  Honestly, I have a love/hate relationship with this particular program.  Let me explain.....

The first time I ever did the Refresh, our family was in the midst of a very uncertain time.  We knew we were relocating, due to Chad's job, yet didn't know where.  Our home had sold, and we were living in an apartment with some of our things, since the rest were in storage.  Since we were transitioning, we decided to homeschool, which was interesting.  {To say the least!}  You could say it was a season of mourning for me.  I was grieving the loss of my routine with kids being in school, our home and neighborhood, knowing we were moving and about to leave our friends and family in Sioux Falls, yet the uncertainty of when or where we would be going.  Did I mention that transition and I aren't the best of friends?  So, it was a tough time for sure.  Due to all of that, the refresh wasn't the best thing for me at that time.  The results were good, but emotionally with all we were going through, I wasn't a fan.  It wasn't that I didn't feel well, or was in the bathroom a lot or anything like that, it was just one more thing I felt that was being taken away from me during that time {food.}

However, since I'm not one to give up easily, I gave it another shot last fall.  Chad was traveling {he didn't think that was a great idea, but why not?}  Thankfully, the second round was much better. Some of it does have to do with hormones, I believe.  This second time, it was at a better time of the month for me ;)   And, this round was much better overall.  I felt great, liked the results, it did what it is intended to do.  {Personally, I believe what's going on in your life has a lot to do with how you feel about the refresh, just based on my experience.}

So, enter round three.  I just wrapped up yesterday.  This time was hard.  Again, might have something to do with hormones and time of the month....just sayin'.  We were back from our cruise, where I completely got off point with my nutrition {exercise was spot on, however! But you can't outrun a bad diet, so.....}, then it was Easter.  {Dang jelly beans! They are little, but they count!}  So, after the cruise and Easter, I was due.  Our normal way of eating is gluten and dairy free due to food intolerances.  {Not allergies, but intolerances. They are different.  If you'd like more info on this, please let me know.}  Needless to say, gluten and dairy were consumed on our cruise, as well as Easter {hello, Buckeye brownies and raspberry coffee cake!}  So, it was time for a refresh for me. Here are my thoughts after the 3rd round:

• My goal in doing this was not to lose weight, or even inches, but to tame my tongue from the sweets and junk I had eaten over the past few weeks.
• I was really tired the first day.  Thinking it might have been my body detoxing from all the junk it had in it.  {I was really off track.......}
• The second and third days were better, but by the third day, I was just ready to eat.
• It made me more aware of how often I eat during the day.  For the most part, I have a good nutrition routine that I stick to, and I was missing that {could be connected to the grieving from the first time?}  
• The inflammation and pain I was feeling were gone after the first day, which is a huge plus! {That's part of what wheat and dairy due to me}.
• I slept great and felt good for most of the 3 days.
• Results, to be honest, I lost 2.5 pounds, no inches....I may have actually gained some inches.  Not sure if that is possible, but it was early when I measured today.  Ha!

So, with my results and ah ha moments from this round, here are my thoughts:

• For me personally, I'm wondering about the quality of weight lost.  Since I didn't appear to lose inches, I'm curious if I lost water weight?  That's a bit odd to me, but just something to be mindful of.  What was lost?  Not sure we will ever know, but usually there are inches that accompany pounds lost on the scale.
• Will I do it again?  Honestly, not sure.  If I need to get back on track, more than likely.  If I feel the need to detox, probably.  To lose weight, probably not.  This is a great program for an event, like a wedding, class reunion, etc., but for me, not something I will do on a monthly basis.  I could maybe see quarterly, but certainly not monthly.

So, that's my honest review of the third round of the 3 Day Refresh.  If you have any questions, please let me know.  I'm a pretty open book and always happy to help.

The Personal Importance of Fitting In, To Me....

Technology is an interesting thing, isn't it?  I have the Timehop app on my phone, but truth be told, it rarely gets looked at.  Yet, for some reason, it caught my eye today.  This post is what I found.  {If you haven't read it yet, please do so.}  In the way of true transparency, which is how I strive to live, there have been some struggles lately. Nothing life changing, major, anything like that, but some struggles none the less. Doubts, questions....the like.

There have been opportunities that have arisen that have caused these thoughts/feelings/emotions, as well as circumstances, as well as questions asked by others.  Then of course, you have the whole picture vs. reality tension that I live in a lot. Seeing things one way, but the reality doesn't match that picture.  Anyone know what I'm talking about there?  So, all that to say, some things have led up that brought me to this place.  Yet, I'm thankful in the midst of it because since returning from our cruise, a goal of mine has to be more intentional with my time.  To slow down and hear the voice of God. He speaks in a still small voice that requires us to be still and listen.  Yet, when our lives are so full and chaotic and over-programmed, it is harder to hear Him.  At least that has been my experience.

So, today, I was reflecting on the blog post mentioned above and my dad.  Wondering what he would be like if he were alive, wondering what I would be like, what our family would be like.....just wondering.  I am curious, you know!  Then, as I was sitting silently in our bedroom taking a mommy time-out {for real, it's spring break here, folks!}, it hit me.  The reason fitting in has always been such a struggle for me.  You might not know that but since I can remember, fitting in has been something I have so desperately wanted.  It doesn't matter where, or with who, it was just important to me to fit in, to be accepted.  In school, starting in elementary years, all the way through high school.  Then, off to college, joining the sorority, and 50 million other organizations on campus {hello!} it continued. {Side note, God always makes everything work for our good {Romans 8:28}.  I became a Christian because I wanted to fit in....that's another story for another time, but ask me about it if you'd like!} This pattern continued past college, way into adulthood.  It's like I was this little girl walking up to people or groups trying to fit in with a piece of velcro asking "do I stick to you?  Do I fit here?"  Have you ever felt that way?

Well, back to sitting silently in our bedroom {another way to tell it's spring break, I'm chatty because there has been ZERO adult interaction today, eeek!!!}, God showed me the reason I struggle with fitting in is because of my childhood.   See, my mom remarried when I was young and as a result, I was the only one in our family with a different last name.  The rest of the family had the same last name, but not me.  Stick out like a sore thumb much?  Somehow that lie got planted there that I don't fit in with my family, so why would I fit in anywhere else?  Thank God for showing me the root of the lie, so I can stand on the TRUTH of HIS WORD and defeat that! Isn't He good like that?

Thanks for reading, was pretty excited about this revelation and had to share to give Him the glory! He will draw near to those who draw near to Him, so draw near, friends!  {James 4:8}.  Love you, friends!