I’m so sorry that I blamed you for the men that cheated.
I’m sorry that I called out your promiscuity rather than my own fear and insecurity.
I’m sorry that I was just another source of pain for you, that I allowed my own hurt to cut you with my words.
I’m sorry that I called you a whore, a slut and any other derogatory term just because I needed someone else to hurt as badly as I did.
I’m sorry that I didn’t acknowledge you were hurting too.
I’m sorry that instead of realizing our similarity, the fact that we both responded to a broken heart wrongly… I called out our differences in an attempt to make myself feel superior.
It didn’t work.
Can I be honest? I’m sorry that at some point,I became you!
Please forgive me for not being brave enough to leave. Forgive me for blaming you for my insecurities. I looked at you and you were just a reminder of what I thought to be my truth… I’m not enough, I never will be.
But can I tell you something?
You are beautiful! You don’t have to settle because of what you wrongly believe about yourself; allow your creator to show you who you really are! Don’t cheapen yourself to be more appealing to those who mean you no good. Don’t devalue what God has deemed priceless! You are worth God’s only begotten son! You’re the only one that doesn’t know your worth!
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.
– Psalm 139:14
Step into your truth, I don’t pity you nor do I envy you. I love you, I want you to be healed as my God is healing me; I want you to be set free! I want the last time to be the last time you settle for sloppy seconds, stolen moments and cold shoulders.
God is waiting on your hurt so He can heal you. He’s waiting on you to face the truth; His truth of who you are!
Psalm 147:3 He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.