Where God's Word Meets Our Mess
When other people ask you how you’re doing, you enjoy telling them, “Oh, I’m good—busy as usual.” You have the appearance of a go-getter, which you secretly love. And you always feel good about yourself when you complete the tasks on your to-do list. But all of a sudden—at least it feels sudden—you reach your breaking point.
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I wasn’t going to be one of them—a fangirl who has to see every single movie with Actor A because he’s so hot and charming. Until I did become one of them—a fangirl who has to see every single movie with Actor A because he’s so hot and charming.
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I know 22 engaged couples (i.e., 44 less single people whom I know). These family members, friends, acquaintances, and practically-strangers will be joining together in matrimony. Suddenly, it feels like the clock is ticking for me—very, very fast.
Perhaps I enjoy Hallmark movies so much because of my increasing age and loneliness. Or maybe I enjoy them because of my desperation for clean romantic movies in a sea of sex-saturated romance movies—or just desperation in general.
I know that you wonder if one day—someday—all of the eye pain, neck pain, and back pain will pay off. If the 45-minute commute, the horrendous traffic, and the interstate driving will pay off. If the long, lonely hours of staring at a screen trapped inside white prison walls will pay off.
But then reality set in, and my daydream came to a halt. Suddenly, the fantasy was over. Yet another perfect—and fictitious—scenario was done.
When I was struggling with anorexia—but particularly when I was struggling with recovery—I let myself succumb to the victim mentality. This mentality believes that I didn’t choose anorexia but it, unfortunately, chose me. This mentality involves the notion of a cruel God who leads His children into eating disorders and doesn’t help them fight against Satan’s crippling lies in order to recover. But frankly, this mentality is wrong.
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