A Love Letter
February 1, 2025 Dear Diary, Last year, I embarked on a journey of Esther discovery. A journey entirely incited by my anxiety. Thanks, anxiety 😏 . After my first therapy session, I left feeling angry. I was pissed actually. Because when, how, and when again - did I lose sight of myself? I couldn't answer simple questions my therapist asked about things I liked. [I was totally living in real life, in real time, the scene from Runaway Bride where Maggie, Julia Roberts’ character realized she didn’t know how she liked her eggs]. I didn’t know if my actions were because I wanted to please the person asking me to do something, or because I truly wanted to do that thing. Who was this person? And where did she come from? How do I reconcile her with the Esther I grew up with? I mean, did I ever know the Esther I grew up with? These were just some of the questions I wrestled with last year. But I thank God for the amazing people He brought into my life during this journey. People who cham...
