HOW TO LOVE YOURSELF (Completed)

how I (my dreams) part 2

So let me refresh your memory on what this section is going to be talking about. After I had been told that I couldn't continue on to do the health and social care course, even though I practically had the necessary requirements. Went to the second college and studied law, with an overall grade of an A, I hit rock bottom. I was under an anxiety attack.

Although I had finished the entire law course, I still had bits I needed to do because my teachers saw that my work was of a very high standard, so they thought I would be fit for the extra work. I was stuck in bed, in tears. I cannot grasp from my memory, what the exact reasons were why I was crying. Whether I had just been in an argument with my mom and I was unhappy within myself also, I can't recall.

I then decided to email the teacher to let her know what was going on and how I felt. I was unaware of how deeply emotive and concerning my words were until I heard a knock on my door, my mom calling my name telling me that the police is here.

He was here obviously because he thought I was going to commit suicide, believe me I wanted to. However, I made it clear to him that I was too scared to go all the way in that department, but mostly, my reasons were linking more towards my religion.

He made me laugh and I will never forget that day, but the main reason why I will never forget that day was what happened after he left. Even though not much made sense on that day, with my mind being gone and me being pretty much numb. There was one thing that made sense, and that was the voice I heard.

The voice belonged to god. He had mentioned the writing that I was doing here on wattpad whilst studying, that I should only focus on that for the next step that he wanted me to take. When I acknowledged and accepted his word's only then was my anxiety able to vanish, I felt his presence inside my room and it was the most beautiful feeling a human being could ever experience, by far.

I am known to stress over every decision I make, because I worry that they may not be the right decisions, but that day it was different. I was completely relaxed and engulfed by the heart-stirring feel of his heavenly presence his love, and his promise to walk with me every step of the way.

He never left, all the days when I lost confidence, he was here. All the days when I needed a hug, he was here. All the moments anger took over me due to how cruel my mom is, he was here. I include him in everything I do, i ask for story ideas, I ask in what ways he would like me to write it. Everything is built around him because how could I, how could I not serve a God like that?

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