..”I allowed myself to die before I am dead.”.. This is the raw truth of being done. Finding yourself at a place of hopelessness and fighting for the will to carry on.
How does one survive the war? They never engage in the battle. Step away from the friction and choose to be separate and live.
We all struggle to feel like we are 'enough'. Note: we ARE enough!
I was never the savior, medic, therapist, or pastor my kids needed. I was not called to that role. Fulfilling their everything was not my purpose. I had to let go. That’s when I found freedom from addiction and became reacquainted with my freedom in Christ Jesus. Funny, his freedom doesn’t feel like imprisonment.
It can take years for a mother to recognize codependency in herself. So much of what it entails looks like just being a mom.