By Deb Ling
I am an ex-abuse victim that grew to hate myself. I had migraines for 21 years. I only had a few friends because I was a tough person to beâ€¨ around. Very few people could handle my constant attitude.
I became a â€¨bartender, and even though I was only 5'1" and 100 pounds, no one â€¨messed with me. I carried a cue stick that broke down into half its â€¨size and it had a lead ball end in it. I was willing to use it if I â€¨needed to protect myself in the bar. But how I spoke (unrepeatable) kept the drunks in line. I was one tough cookie that could even talk â€¨down an Army Sergeant.
No, I did not appreciate myself. â€¨Then circumstances moved me across country and I hooked up with some Christians. I had been saved when I was younger, but backslid. So now,â€¨ I hooked up with them, and needless to say I was rough around the â€¨edges.
By this time I was a single mom with a teenage son. He andâ€¨ I were close, and it was raising him that kept me from going over the â€¨edge. He kept me from doing stupid things. I would always remind â€¨myself that I had to take care of him. If there was no other reason on â€¨earth for me to be here, it was to raise him.
He is now a great dad with two children of his own. â€¨Starting to walk with Christians and getting my act together as a Christian did not exactly help me appreciate myself. It actually pointed out how far off the mark I was. Ouch!
For a couple of years, I just plodded along doing the things that Christians do. I was very â€¨active in my church. I was a greeter, a substitute teacher in the â€¨school we had, secretary to the pastor, always getting a part in the â€¨plays we produced, etc., but I still had issues.
Finally, I got really sick of myself and cried out to the Lord. He took â€¨me through three months of intensive teaching. Dealing with my past, I learned to forgive others, as well as myself, and my mom who had not kept me safe.
I learned to like myself for who I had become and leavingâ€¨ behind all the pain. I was being able to talk about it with insight instead â€¨of it being like a movie I had seen. Today I like and appreciate myself.
I documented all the Lord taught me and put it together in a book. I teach those principals to other women that have been abused.
Here is the link to my eBook: http://victimsofabuse.webs.com