Part 1

Deep in my soul is a quiet confession: I am scared.
No one else is like me. I am the only “me” on this planet.
That truth speaks of uniqueness—but it also feels like aloneness.
I carry my own story, thoughts, and wounds.

Everyone around me is caught up in their own story.

Part 2

My conclusions:
Special people get attention.
I must not be special.
I must have little value.
I am unknown and unwanted.

So I try harder to earn attention, affirmation and connection.

Still, I feel unseen. Unknown.

Part 3

I hate these thoughts, so I look for escape—relief, distraction.
I stand at the doorway of addiction, never intending to enter.
It promises comfort, but it never heals the ache.
It only delays it.

Close

We all long for love and belonging.
Old wounds and unhealthy soothing keep us from connecting deeply today.
Crying out and seeking help is the first step toward finding love and connection.

Prayer

Father, help me. I’m crying out to You. Change my heart, mind, and behaviors. I long to be loved. Thank You for Jesus and for loving me first. I am Yours. Amen.

Scripture:

“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” 

Psalm 34:18 (NIV)