Healing comes in all forms. Some people are searching for physical healing of their bodies. Others need a spiritual healing to connect with God. Then there are some of us that need emotional healing from being in a toxic environment. In my life I have needed healing in all three of those categories.
It took me a long time to realize this. There was no way that I was going to be emotionally healed if I continued to surround myself with people and places that were making me sick. At times I would be physically sick and wonder why was this happening.
I shared last year with all of you about my panic attacks. I was embarrassed to admit that I was having panic attacks. But having a panic attack is serious and real. When I finally figured out who or what was triggering my panic attacks I could manage them better.
Before we go any further. If you are thinking to yourself that your job is the environment that is making you sick. I am not telling you to quit your job. Remember you have to eat and you have bills to pay. But, if you job does bring you a source of pain. It is time for you to go into your prayer closet and search for answers.
At different stages in my life I needed healing. You would think that the physical healing would have been the most painful. For me it wasn’t the case. For me it was the emotional healing.
I was in an environment that was toxic and making me sick. My marriage was just a fraction of my situation. There are other situations that played a huge role in causing me emotional pain. I can’t share everything with you now. You won’t want to read my book!
It wasn’t until I decided that I hated the way that I was feeling. I was not being a productive wife, mother or teacher and I needed to make a change. Through much prayers and tears. I found myself and the strength that I needed to make changes. It didn’t happen overnight. Some situations took years for me to change. The key is to never stop trying. I don’t know about you. But I don’t like feeling sick.
Then one day I realized that I had the control to heal myself. That was day I began to live again.
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