I find it difficult to receive unconditional love.  I have trouble asking for help.  I have a huge pride/ego issue.

I remember the first time someone called me arrogant.  I was so highly offended that I was speechless.  Imagine that…me speechless.  I was shocked.

Looking back, that person was the most honest person I’ve ever had in my life.  I have another honest person in my life who doesn’t let me off the hook when I’m being irrational.  He keeps after me, poking at my sore spot until I realize that it’s something that needs to be dealt with.  While I don’t appreciate the poking while it’s going on, I certainly appreciate the awareness of the issues that are going on in my life.

These strongholds have been my companions for nearly 34 years.  First of all, it’s very difficult to acknowledge them for what they are…poison to my emotional and physical well-being.  Secondly, it’s difficult to let them go.  For worse or worser, it is through these strongholds that I’ve found a part of my identity.

Today should’ve been one of the best days of my life.  Any healthy, sane person would’ve been on top of the world.  I found myself crying.  I did something that I never do.  I asked my friends for help.  And you know what?  They came through.

You know what?  I can’t do it all.  And…that is OK.  I’m not meant to do it all.  If I were, then I’d be the only person on earth.  You know what?  I’m not.  There are billions of people on earth.  You know what that tells me?  That we all have to do this thing together.