Identity? What does it mean?
At times, I am confident that I can do anything I set my mind to. Other times, I’m a mess. I’m so passionate that I sometimes lose WHO I AM in the moment.
Sometimes I question my capabilities. I question if doing the right thing makes you a target for criticism. If being happy, chatty, and energetic increases the criticism.
Why are people so nasty, rude? Why are so-called professionals so unprofessional? Why am I the target? Am I an unintended target? A threat? What is it about ME?
My identity is my passion for loving and helping people. I genuinely want to make the world a better place. Some people are only driven by greed and money. The result is bitterness, anger, resentment, blaming, shaming, and a sense of entitlement.
In high school, I thought the petty, cliquish, drama, would cease when I became an “adult” and had a “career”. Sad thing is, I didn’t know the HALF of it. Adults just have more time to perfect being a bully. Sometimes no matter how hard you try, its never enough.
I can’t and won’t allow others’ bitterness, resentment, and overall mean-spirited nature to ruin who I AM and what I am called to do. They will NOT break me. I may fall down, get a little dirty and bruised, but I will dust myself off and stand again. I WILL NOT BE BROKEN.
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13