The Purple House Does Your Life Look Like You?

I didn’t lose myself because I was weak.

I lost myself because I didn’t trust myself.

I became very good at looking around a room, figuring out who I was supposed to be there, and becoming her.

I wanted to be a good Christian woman.

So I asked everyone else what “good” looked like and followed the blueprint.

The strange thing about self-abandonment is that sometimes it looks responsible.

Polite.

Acceptable.

Good.

Sometimes people even applaud it.

Healing has been the process of learning to ask different questions:

Do I actually believe this?
Do I actually want this?
Would I still choose this if nobody called me good?

And slowly, one honest yes at a time, my life started looking like me again.