There have been so many changes in my life. So many awesome changes. I feel like I’ve received my third chance at life, and they say the third time’s a charm, so I’m gonna really focus on getting it right this time. I was born in a family that has struggled for many generations. So as a product of growing up in that environment, I grew up a pretty broken person. Not having a secure foundation, I desperately tried to find control and security in anyone and anything. I worked so hard to be perfect on the outside. Very close to perfect grades, popular by high school, thought of as having it together by almost everyone that knew me. Little did they know, I felt empty inside. I hated myself since I did everything to gain approval from the outside, but outside approval never fulfills the approval I needed from myself just as I was. This was definitely not a sustainable way to live, and my life came crumbling down in the first years of college.
This was a blessing in disguise because I became aware of the destructive life I was living. I wasn’t living my life. I wasn’t living the life I was meant to live. I think many people live like this and don’t know how to stop. I was fortunate this “disaster” in my life happened and also very early in life. I had no choice but to start healing from all the brokenness. I started living for the first time when I started this process. I started relying on church to help me. I received a bunch of healing from that as well as from prayers I’ve received from many people. I started to take time for myself by quitting all these obligations I’ve piled on my schedule to maintain the “everything is okay and I’m in control” facade. I stopped surrounding myself with so many people. I lost friends along the way and became the gossip of a few, but what can I say, there was no other way to do it because I was about to lose my life. I learned that I was important. This was my second chance at life.
I gained health. People noticed. My spirit started to come back to me. I felt it. And I was living again. Actually, it felt like I was living for the first time. I learned how to say no. Actually, “no” started to become one of my favorite words. I started living for me. I started to hate myself less and less because I was being kind to myself and putting myself first instead of everybody else. I listened to my body and mind and gave it what it needed when it wasn’t doing so well. Prior to this, when I felt things weren’t going right, I charged forward any way. I learned I had to take care of myself if I was ever going to take care of anyone else. This is the time I met my husband. I felt truly loved for the first time. He was so loving to me that I actually broke up with him for a day or two because I thought I was getting too much love. I wasn’t used to it. It scared me. I thought it was bad. I had all these aversive feelings to real love because I’ve never really felt it before. I read the book Lovingkindness by Sharon Salzberg, and I happened to read about an orphaned boy who survived the internment camps by not crying when another child was killed or tortured. When he got adopted, he learned the only way to survive was to allow feeling and love back into his life. When I read this, I realized my problem and called my husband to get back together. We’ve been together since.
We got married and started living happily ever after. We both decided to change our careers and go back to school to pursue fields we were passionate about. Life started getting very busy, we moved to a different state, and stopped going to church. Problems started to occur in our lives. For me, I started living life superficially, getting involved in things that I thought were good for me, rationalizing things, always going out, busy, doing something, anything, then I lost my ground and messed up again. Now came the third chance.
I was so desperate and desperate situations either make us question God or get closer to God. I got closer to God. I got my second chance at life because I started going to church and gaining so much strength from what I learned about God. On this third chance, I realized how I messed up. It’s because I lost my connection to God. For me, losing my connection to God meant that I started to seek the peace, pleasure, and happiness from other sources when only God is able to fully provide what I was looking for. This brought a lot of shame, guilt, emptiness, and frustration. I thought I would never get out of it, but I did. I didn’t deserve a new awesome life, but that’s what I got because God is just that good. I’ve become a new person, with a new heart, and a new purpose. I am more alive than ever and ready to make a difference more than ever.
Before the awesomeness came into my life, I did have to take care of some business. I had to ask for forgiveness from God, then I had to accept that forgiveness. The accepting part was the hardest for me because of my pride. I always thought I was self-sufficient and in control, so I didn’t want to accept that I lost control, needed forgiveness, and a fresh start. I prayed to be able to receive the forgiveness and sure enough, I had a change of heart one day and accepted that forgiveness. I asked forgiveness from my parents because I said and did very hurtful and mean things. I forgave all the people who have hurt me in the past. And I asked God to forgive me for all the people I’ve hurt. Some other interesting things that happened was that I gave away three-quarters of my wardrobe, took a social media fast, became vegetarian, and spent a lot of time in solitude. I learned a lot during that period. It centered me and gave me so much new energy for the new things God was going to do in my life.
Life has sure been an interesting journey, and on this end of things, it’s been a pretty good life so far. I’ve become very convinced that God has a really cool plan for my life. I’m starting to realize the unique gifts and characteristics God has given me and I know it’s meant for something good. In this blog, I’ve written a bunch about pursuing dreams and passions and never giving up. Specifically, to wake up and live because it’s how it’s meant to be. I’m wide awake and I’m ready…third time’s a charm.
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