The first step I had to take towards healing was owning my brokenness and being very opened about it. Most people hold it inside until they burst with emotions and that’s not good for yourself or your family. So ok, I had to own that I was hurting. I had to admit that I was depressed and suffering from anxiety. It was hard y’all. For months I kept it to myself. I wondered what will people think? What will they say? Would they call me crazy or secretly think I had lost my mind! There was so much to consider but I knew I had to do something if I wanted to get better. There were times when I thought I would never recover. When will the pain end, I asked myself? Why am I having these thoughts? What’s happening to me? I tried to drink it away. I tried to smoke it away (cigarettes that is) but nothing seemed to help. It felt good for the moment but the next morning I was still depressed, still hurting, still anxious and daddy was still not there. Then one day it was like I had an epiphany. My spiritual mentor (remember I mentioned her before) reminded of the power of prayer. Prayer changes things! It changed the course of my life forever!
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Hi everyone. I'm Nekitta Sutton. I've experienced major disappointments, setbacks and losses in life. During those times I had to hold on to my faith and find strength to continue on. Through the trials and sufferings I realized that I was more than a conqueror, I was a survivor. I began to gain knowledge and grow as a person by activating my faith and reading God's word. My hopes are to encourage the masses so that you will be able to regain control over your life and start living again as well. It takes a lot of work and can sometimes be painful but I do know that it's possible and well worth it. View all posts by DaddiesGirl