Until I was about 7 I believed I was like other girls my age.
Part of me wanted to hide from then on.. I grew up feeling ashamed and responsible for the things that were happening to me, but too afraid to say anything. I felt that it was somehow my fault because I was nice to people, too trusting, and didn't want to get anyone in trouble, or hurt anyone. What happened was low self esteem, feelings of self hate that led me down a very dark road of self destruction. I'm just thankful that my God is mighty and has given the gift of Grace. I am blessed by His promises...most of all to complete what He begins in us. He is still creating me as His masterpiece!
The chains of self blame and physical, mental, and sexual abuse are only broken chains and a testimony for others! I still struggle with thoughts of my flesh. I am not actively bent on destroying it.
The difference I think between then and now, is realizing that when He proves day in and day out that He still loves us...we must truly be valuable. If I'm valuable to Him, I have to try and see my potential through His eyes.