Accepting the Lies
One thing
that I’ve always struggled with is expressing myself. I did fine in the first
few years of elementary school, but in the later years, I felt ostracized by my
peers, like a victim. On a few occasions,
I remember being hurt by them, being bullied and being teased. I made a couple
friends at the end of my fifth grade year, and the beginning of my sixth grade
year. But I felt like they weren’t the right group. In all honesty, I wasn’t
fair to them, and I probably hurt them when I said that I didn’t want to be in
their friend group.
In Jr. High,
I wanted to leave who I was behind, and not associate myself with the peers
that I felt had treated me wrongly. I wanted to find people who thought as I did,
and make new friends. I found a couple people who were odd, and at the time
awkward. I didn’t want that again.
But by the
end of Jr High I was able to socialize, even with the peers I had thought had
done me wrong. One of the things that helped me was Ballroom. It had given me a
social outlet, and frankly, saved me from going onto a darker path.
High School
is where things became different again. One of the main people that I had gotten
to know pretended like I didn’t exist. It hurt. But I still was able to get to
know new people and gain more ‘friends at school’. But something that hurt more
is that I didn’t get invited to hang out with people. But then I had made two
amazing friends, and I ended up hanging out with them. I had found a social
group that I felt accepted me. But the problem that arose was that these two
were seniors. So come Jr. year, I was in the state of just having ‘friends at
school’ again. It sucked, to be honest. I found some more friends that I hung
out with a few times over the next two years, but nothing ever happened besides
that.
Throughout
my childhood I’ve always been blaming others rather than accepting it myself. Thinking
that I was subject to their actions, and that I suffered and was hurt by them.
And when I look back, I was hurt. I sought friendship from those with the same
standards as me, and also that were even in the same religion. Did I continue
my efforts? No. I stopped, and I turned away from them. I was filled with a
type of resentment towards those people too, because I was not part of their
clique or group. I was just an acquaintance.
But I never expressed this resentment, hoping that things would change.
Recently, I discovered
that I get anxious around the people I had tried to become a part of their
groups. I still feel that resentment, I still feel like I was a victim.
Acknowledging the Truth
Something
that I’ve learned in the last couple years is that I am in control of what I do.
I have the agency to choose things as I would want them to be, and if the
situation doesn’t pan out, I still have the agency to act according to what I believe.
I believe
that I am a son of God. I believe that He and His Son love me, and that they
will never stop loving me. Have they been disappointed with some of my actions,
I’m certain, but Their love is unconditional, and never ending.
I have
learned that all of the feelings of insecurity, inferiority, victimization and doubt
have come from one source. Satan. He has prodded me with thoughts of how these
people that I grew up with have wronged me. I let him convince me that I wasn’t
worthy of their friendship, and that I wasn’t wanted. But that’s not true.
The biggest
lie that I have ever accepted is that I need others approval above all else. But
that’s not a divine quality or characteristic. It implies that others make my
decisions for me, that others are responsible for my character and beliefs. But
this is incorrect. People don’t decide who I am. They might have control over
what happens to me, but I decide how to act. I decide how I work through my
feelings.
The only
approval that I need is that of my Heavenly Father and my Savior. I know that I
can align myself with their teachings, and work to understand that they know
all, and they know best.
I am not
inferior. I may be a victimized, but I decide if I am a victim. I am full of
divine potential, and because of this, I have the ability to develop interdependence.
I can make my own decisions. I can take responsibility for myself. I can fight
Satan, and bring to light all of his lies and deceptions. I a not worthless. I
am not a coward.
I am
powerful. I am brave. I am intelligent. I can work out my course through my
faith in my Heavenly Father. I can work towards perfection, and while I won’t
be able to achieve it in this life, I know that in Eternity, through Christ’s
Atonement, I will be rewarded for my efforts. I will be rewarded for not giving
up the fight.
The truth is
that we are berated every day, and have been our entire lives, by Satan. We have
been presented with trials and tasks, but what we make of them is up to us. How
we rely on our Heavenly Father and our Savior is our choice. They will never
abandon us, They will never let us down. They desire that all of us will return
to Them.
I know that I
can achieve great things. I know that I am meant for greater things than I can
even dream of. I know that every situation does not happen to us, but for us. (Joel
Osteen) Because of this, I have been and am being prepared for something great,
as all of us are. I can either hold onto the resentment, or I can let go, and
become greater than I am now.
We all have
divine potential. We define our character by our approach to our situation. We
can let go. We can move on.
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