I don't know when or why I became guilty. All I know is, I've felt guilty as long as I can remember. A counselor once told me to make a list of all the things I felt guilty for.
I was amazed when the first thing that came to mind was; living. I felt guilty for existing. I won't go into all the boring details, suffice it to say, I wasn't a wanted child. That was several years ago and I've come a long way from there.
Today I am working on loving myself. It's been harder than I thought it would be. I still feel guilty for wanting my life to change. For even thinking about making change happen. A people pleaser from the word go, it will take a lot of work to overcome.
All I know for sure is, God is on the throne and all is as it should be today. I am counting my many blessings and letting him take care of the road ahead.
Fantasizing the freedom to be happy.