Twisted

I see the knots in my heart.

God help me to not only see but to do things to change them...

Perfectionism is a prison. I don't like being in it.

I am complete unto myself. I dont need a man's approval to make me whole. I dont need a man to fufill me or my life's purpose. Never having my dad around made me really cling to men who came in and out of my life, as if my worth was wrapped up in them. I sought their approval in all ways but being a loving, whole person...an equal. TIMES ARE CHANGING.

Selah--