This beautiful, slowing-growing freedom laced with hesitancy so closely matches my own experience as I was finishing up CBT/ERP. I am so proud of my friend Anna, so proud of every person with OCD who chooses to do the impossible and finds it both possible and healing!
I’ve been pretty quiet, even though I’m bubbling over with stuff to share. I feel free and terrified and growing.Maybe these things need to sit, to work down into me before I broadcast them into this tiny corner of the interwebs.
I’ve been realizing -and practicing- belief as a choice, not a feeling. Sounds elementary, I know. It’s something I’ve known at a superficial level for a while, but the truth and experience of it is sinking down into me. I realized the other day that I don’t have to feel that Jesus is with me, has been with me through all of this pain, in order to believe it. I get to CHOOSE what to believe. I use to find that prospect terrifying. It’s still pretty scary, but now I see the beautiful freedom in it as well.
And so I’ve been unweaving the heavy, soul-crushing chains that…
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