The hardest battle I’ve endured thus far is believing in me. Self-worth in question. They say I’m enough, but I don’t see it. I’m too busy having conversations with my insecurities. They get it. This skewed perspective we feed on keeps me stuck and stagnant when I have everything needed to fly free. Fly free, and I’m so thirsty for a worldly connection that would simply leave me stuck. Truth is I see, you see … and I am afraid of digesting my self-worth. I am terrified of being great. Of being judged. Of being right. Of being still. Silent. Humble. Right. My self-worth is infinite. I am more than enough, through Christ who strengthens me.