(1992)
Is love a thing that must be
earned
bought
and paid for?
Is there such a thing as love
for me?
Is it possible for anyone to love me
freely and without a price?
And if they don’t exact a price,
will I trust it really is love?
Will I ever trust that it could last
for me?
Will the brainwashing
lies
that corrupted
my logical mind
ever be washed away
enough
to allow me to believe
that I am lovable at all?
Will I always fear
that love will turn to hate
for me,
because I am not lovable?"
The brainwashing had been so intense that the inside child parts constantly struggled with feeling unlovable. Those who reached out to me cared enough to sacrifice many other important things they needed to do in order to be there for me. God must have known it was necessary for those child parts to see real sacrifice so they could begin to realize that they actually had value and mattered to someone. How are you able to help others feel that they have value?